Florence, Italy has captured a piece of my heart, as cheesy as that may sound. There is something magical about this city, I felt it in the first moments of my wonderings of the streets. I was awe struck right away and overwhelmed, but in the best way possible! This city is filled with so much history and character that has a story to tell of the people gone before us. It's bits of this story that I learned through my prep work, bits I've learned here, bits are still to be learned and bits are a mystery and may always remain a mystery.
Walking through the streets and coming into the Piazza D. Signoria for the first time was striking, continued weaving lead me to the bottom steps of the Maria Del Fiore Duomo; I was so awed by this that it was a while before I turned around. But when I did, I was faced by the East Baptistry doors of the Battistero Giovann. The next day this continued when I was standing, quite literally, at the feet of Michelangelo's magnificent David -this experience was so unique and rich I don't even have the words to describe it.
It has been quite incredible to see and experience so much history; history that I've known about for years and recently researched more in depth for this term. What a rich experience of a life time I am in the midst of!
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