Florence, Italy 2008 / by Adrianne Wallace

Small Facts: Leather. I wasn’t supposed to buy anything. The exchange rate was 1.7. But then we turned a corner & crossed over cobblestone streets & bridges that smelled of leather. Jewelry stores & leather shops abound. I break down. Forgetting my receipt the shop owner rides his bike furiously to find us at Aqua Duo, a charming restaurant we happened to ask him for directions to.

Notable Pics: Rooftop views form the U’Fizzi Gallery & the Duomo.

Personal Anecdote: What are the chances? We ran into those same Americans from home as we ran to catch our train to Venice. No, they did not go to Venice. And then on the train, there were the stowaways. Three Asian men, who never sat, but walked back and forth continuously through the cars, coincidentally when the conductor walked through.