Sunshine, Venus, and David: Florence, Italy

Florence is only about an hour away from Cortona, so on a recent sunny day we decided to take a road trip. Tony came with us too, so we could release him back into the wild. He was looking a little worse for the wear on the ride and I was worried about him, but as soon as we found a good spot and Larry dumped him from the jar he scrambled under a rock. Arrivederci Tony!

It was a beautiful afternoon. We spent some time strolling along the Arno, had lunch at the piazza in front of the Palazzo Vecchio being watched over by David (or, a replica of him anyway), and then spent the afternoon among the Renaissance masters at the Uffizi: Botticelli, Michelangelo, DaVinci, Raphael and Caravaggio, among others. It’s a small museum but dense and requires several hours of one’s time to cover it properly. The building itself deserves careful attention. Once housing the offices for the ruling Medici family, its hallways and galleries are intricate and beautiful.

Sunshine on the banks of the Arno; Ponte Vecchio in the background
Sunshine on the banks of the Arno; Ponte Vecchio in the background
The stereotypical Vespa lineup.
The stereotypical Vespa lineup
Palazzo Vecchio
Palazzo Vecchio
The perfect man
The perfect man
Looking down along the Uffizi galleries
Looking down along the outside of the Uffizi galleries
Photography was unfortunately forbidden inside, but Larry snapped this shot of one of the long hallways
Photography was unfortunately forbidden inside, but Larry snapped this shot of one of the long hallways

It was unfortunately already dark when we departed the Uffizi (these shorter days are really putting a crimp in our sightseeing!), but we visited Piazza Santa Croce for an outside look at the beautiful church which is the resting place of Michelangelo, Galileo, Rossini, and others, and then took a trip to the nearby Vivoli, site of the famous Italian gelato. I ordered a rice (sort of like rice pudding in ice cream form) and chocolate gelatos; Larry had chocolate mousse and coconut. We both had our first introduction to Italian gelato at Vivoli when we visited Florence right after high school. We discovered a whole new level of ice cream on that trip. Goodbye Baskin Robbins, I’ve found a new friend! But honestly as much as we fondly remember it, we’ve had so many amazing gelatos in recent years (New York has some amazing gelato shops) that it wasn’t quite as good as we remembered. Still, fun to be back in a place that held so many nostalgic memories for us.

Santa Croce at night
Santa Croce at night
The home of my first introduction to a whole new level of ice cream
The home of my first introduction to a whole new level of ice cream
Goodnight, Firenze!
Goodnight, Firenze!

It’s Olive Harvesting Time! Cortona, Italy

While in Provence, Larry and I loved seeing the cute little baby olives on all the olive trees. Traditionally, olive harvesting time is in November and December, so we’re in Tuscany just in time to catch the harvest (and take home some fresh olive oil!). Recently we were on our way out shopping when we spotted some locals harvesting their olive trees. The harvesting process is extremely manual and difficult. They essentially need to be harvested by hand, then gently placed in crates where they won’t crush or bruise, before being taken to the local mill to be pressed into pulp, to harvest that beautiful liquid gold. Only the olives harvested in this manner will be turned into extra virgin olive oil. They lay nets out around the bottom of the trees to catch any olives that may fall – these olives will be damaged and therefore are not good enough to go into the best oil, so they will be used for soap or other secondary items. In order to produce the best, most pure, and least acidic olive oil, the olives must be pressed within 24 hours of picking, preferably in an oxygen-free environment (oxygen ruins the taste). I’ll bet you had no idea so much work went into that bottle, did you?

Harvesting olives
Harvesting olives
Picking olives
Hard work!

Antiques Market: Castiglion Fiorentino

One recent weekend Larry and I went on a drive and ended up at a little antiques market in the neighboring town of Castiglion Fiorentino. What a great spot for people watching, on top of interesting antiques (and junk).

Castiglion Fiorentino
Castiglion Fiorentino
Antiques market in the town park
Antiques market in the town park
Checking out the merchandise
Checking out the merchandise
An afternoon outing for friends
An afternoon outing for friends
Army surplus table
Army surplus table
Afternoon sun
Afternoon sun

Tony the Tuscan: Cortona, Italy

The other night I walked into the bedroom for some reason and saw a little bug scampering along the floorboard. Something about his shape caught my eye so I went closer to get a better look. I saw pincers. And then said, “Uh, Larry? I think that’s a scorpion.” Sure enough, it was. A little tiny baby one, trying to find a crack in the floorboard so he could get out of the light (they hate bright light, and they live in cracks between rocks, which is why there are so many near to these old stone walls and homes). Larry said, “I want to put him in a jar and study him!” So, he got a jar, caught the little guy (who was mad as he** at finding himself in this new glass prison), and named him Tony the Tuscan. Larry looked him up and found his species, and we figured out he was just a little baby (I hope his mother isn’t nearby!). We’ll be checking under the bed every night before we go to sleep from now on. The funny thing is I lived in Phoenix for two years and never came across a scorpion once.

He doesn’t like Larry at all. Every time Larry picks up the jar he charges at him through the glass (he doesn’t do it when I pick it up). Since then, we’ve decided to take him for a ride – so he’s away from houses – and let him go. He deserves to live his little life out in peace.

Tony the Tuscan
Tony the Tuscan

Lake Trasimeno and Castiglione del Lago

Recently Larry and I decided to take a road trip over to Lake Trasimeno and the nearby town of Castiglione del Lago. We had wanted to get a closer look at the famed spot of the battle between the Carthaginians and the Romans, and had heard the town was worth seeing as well. While in Castiglione del Lago, we explored the ruins of a fortress which overlooked the lake. It was surrounded by old, gnarly olive trees full of ripe olives (it’s olive harvesting time – fun!). These olive trees have so much character – I just love their silver-green leaves and gnarly trunks. We walked through the town where I decided to buy a hat from the local knitting shop. The elderly woman who ran the shop cut the tag off for me, put it on my head, put her hands on my cheeks and pronounced, “Bello!” So sweet!!

Lake Trasimeno
Lake Trasimeno
Fortress, Castiglione del Lago
Fortress, Castiglione del Lago
Perspective, Fortress
Perspective, Fortress
Lake Trasimeno and two lone fisherman
Lake Trasimeno and two lone fisherman
Ripe olives, fortress
Ripe olives, fortress
Split olive tree trunk
Split olive tree trunk
Looking up at the fortress
Looking up at the fortress
Looking through the olive tree
Looking through the olive tree
Olive tree trunk Roerschach
Olive tree trunk Rorschach
Looking down the main street, Castiglione del Lago
Looking down the main street, Castiglione del Lago
Building detail, Castiglione del Lago
Building detail, Castiglione del Lago
Church interior, Castiglione del Lago
Church interior, Castiglione del Lago
Town church
Town church
Ancient town gate
Ancient town gate
Larry caught this antique shop owner, reopening after siesta, conversing with his neighbor.
Larry caught this antique shop owner, reopening after siesta, conversing with his neighbor.
Flower shop
Flower shop
Out for an afternon stroll
Out for an afternon stroll

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