Firenze

What to do while waiting on the Piazza delle Signora for your landlady? Drink wine with fellow travelers in Ristorante Cavallino. My camera was buried somewhere in my bag, but the ever trusty iPhone was right there so I snapped this picture. The trip to Firenze was not uneventful. But as the ladies said in the movie Enchanted April when they arrived from rainy London to the pioggia in Tuscany, the difference is it's Italian rain.

Sunday was a day of travel. We left our Dieffenbachstrasse 32 home after an early morning walk in the neighborhood. Not being able to resist one last cup of Deutsch coffee and a snack at Back.Art, we ended up there. There was the usual long line for rolls, breads and coffee. The church bells were letting all know it was not only 9:00 am but probably also reminding us that we should be going to services. But the airport was our destination and we left on the trusty UBahn 7 for Rudow and the Schoenfeld Airport.








Easy Jet was easy enough. Our plane landed early in Pisa and if we hadn't gotten off at the first Firenze station we would have been eating thirty minutes earlier. We would have still had to wait for Ingrid and Lorenza. Our instructions had been to text message our arrival. Much like in the United States, texts in Italia don't always arrive promptly. The trusty iPhone and e-mail happened far faster once I thought about using that form of communication.

All is well that ends well. The taxi driver was gracious, the waiter was gracious and as my cousin Stephanie would say it's like I'm home. Everyone wants to help and help effusively.