A slow walk
Yesterday evening I was in the mood to make my way into the center. I ate a nice light dinner and I was off. I took it slow. When I parked my bike in Piazza Signoria, I noticed my friends at Lorenzaccio were busy as can be. I waved to my friends and decided to wander back that way later. I walked through the corridor of the Uffizi Gallery admiring the frescoes I could sneak a pick of. I made my way towards the Ponte Vecchio since I haven't stepped foot on it since I arrived back. I walked slow. I looked over toward San Frediano and was amazed at the colors in the sky. So vibrant yet calm. Continuing along the Oltrarno, moving slowly towards San Niccolo. Then I decided to play a game with myself. Usually my pace when I walk is rather brisk. Yet normally I am in no hurry. More often than not, I am no in no hurry. So as people passed me, talking loudly on their mobiles, agruing with loved ones, and just on a mission to make it to Ponte della Grazie before me, I slowed down even more. Counting to 5 before I took another step. It was amazing what else I was able to see. As Pasquale said the other night, vai piano con tuo corpo e vai velocemente per capirsi. (Go slow with your body, go fast to understand).
I saw a gorgeous evening. Full of togetherness and interesting conversation. I spied on a family eating on their terrace. I heard laughter and dishes clanging. It must have been a hilarious joke.
I watched couples grabbed one anothers hands as they sped off to dinner. I glanced at amateur photographers setting up the perfect shot.
Taking streets and alleys I haven't walked down in a long time, I found myself on Via dei Benci. I took a side street since there was a parade of some sort blocking the road. I then ran right into the parade. Exchanging smiles with a few people, I felt so incredibly happy. I continued down alleys away from the crowds. I was on a quest to really listen to my city.
I traveled by the Duomo and checked out where the one of the restaurants I need to visit and sample the food. I made a giro and followed some people back to Piazza Signoria. Where the crowds at the restaurants had dispersed and I was able to properly greet my friends. I was told 'I look well and seem very happy'. Just what I want to hear.
I ended my journey by having a glass of white wine. The city had expressed, I'm tired too, why don't you go to bed, Katie. After my glass of wine, I responded.
a presto amici!!
I saw a gorgeous evening. Full of togetherness and interesting conversation. I spied on a family eating on their terrace. I heard laughter and dishes clanging. It must have been a hilarious joke.
I watched couples grabbed one anothers hands as they sped off to dinner. I glanced at amateur photographers setting up the perfect shot. Taking streets and alleys I haven't walked down in a long time, I found myself on Via dei Benci. I took a side street since there was a parade of some sort blocking the road. I then ran right into the parade. Exchanging smiles with a few people, I felt so incredibly happy. I continued down alleys away from the crowds. I was on a quest to really listen to my city.
I traveled by the Duomo and checked out where the one of the restaurants I need to visit and sample the food. I made a giro and followed some people back to Piazza Signoria. Where the crowds at the restaurants had dispersed and I was able to properly greet my friends. I was told 'I look well and seem very happy'. Just what I want to hear.
I ended my journey by having a glass of white wine. The city had expressed, I'm tired too, why don't you go to bed, Katie. After my glass of wine, I responded.
a presto amici!!
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