FLORENCE, FIESOLE, AND PISTOIA (or, so you think you've seen Tuscany?)

We are back from our celebratory trip north, and what a trip it was. I remarked to Steve yesterday that summer time touring always is the same: after awhile, each city seems just like the last crowded, dirty, hot and expensive place. But we made the most of it and enjoyed the music we heard, all of the sights, and the kind people we met.
Northern Italy is beautiful. It is like being in another country from Sicily. It is the difference between California and New York City. It is monuments and historic sites that have been treated with respect vs. incredible ruins of beautiful places. I saw more churches than ever this trip and I have a new favorite or two. Florence reeks of money and power and always has. I am glad I read so many books about the place this winter, as I felt like I could meet a Medici on the street and recognize one. But that doesn’t mean I’d like one! Unfortunately, some of the most gorgeous places were not allowing cameras. Tomorrow more views and explanations.