Our departure to Florence started with waking up an hour late for the train. There was only one train that went to Florence from Milan that day. It was similar to the scene in the film when train is about to depart and you are running up to the stairs a minute before the departure.
Nonetheless I will begin with the cliche phrase, but to me Florence is the most beautiful place I’ve seen in Europe. But no, jokes aside, the city is full of cosy tiny shops with meaningless home stuff, narrow streets, beautiful store signs and incredibly detailed architecture. Florence also has a studio who is responsible for the customised street signs designs in Europe. Essentially Florence is surrounded by hills from where opens spectacular view on the river and house roofs, perfect for the sunset romance and shit. Florence green with its best ice-cream and food I’ve tried in Italy.
Since Florence has no skyscrapers, Spiderman had to ride on a scooter.
