I have returned from my two week adventure in Italy. It was a most wonderful trip. I forgot how great traveling alone is. There is something to not having anyone underfoot nor discussing what is on the days agenda. I wandered about Florence, Siena, Assisi, San Gimigiano, Orvieto, Anzio, Ostia Lido and Rome unfettered and alive (from Joni Mitchell's "Freeman in Paris"). Each day I planned out day trips (actually I had done some planning before arriving checking train schedules and such so I could squeeze in many day trips) was up early-6:00 a.m. and to breakfast by no later than 7:30 a.m.; then it was off the the train terminal to catch a train. I had miles to walk once I arrived at my destination and returned often just as it was turning dark. I snapped over 2500 photographs, of course not all meet my critical eye but, many are keepers.
Will start my travel journal next week. For now I am sharing some lovely purple crocus with you. Today it was 82 degrees in the valley. Quite a far cry from the snow storm of last weekend when temperatures dipped into the teens.
I have posted my first photographs from my trip on my other blog The Road Not Taken. Click to see the Mercato at San Lorenzo. Until later.