Firenze - Home to Michelangelo's David

My trip to this small but compact city started with a buzz. A morning buzz, that is. It's 6am, the deafening sound of my hotel room's phone startled me fron my slumber. I answered, still not knowing why I have gotten such an early call. 15 minutes later, I was rushing out of my door, with water still dripping from my face and my hair...a mess. I couldn't possibily care about the hair, the train's leaving in 30mins. The walk from my hotel to the station is a rough estimate of 20mins. It's raining when I headed out, the air was chilly...I ran all the way without looking back. Lucky for me, I reached the station just before the train arrive. Two hours plus later, I'm off the train...and so begins my exploration of this tourist bound city.


My ticket to Renaissance
My first stop, the Uffizi Gallery. This place is filled with paintings from the Renaissance age. The Adoration of the Saint, The Deposition, The Holy Virgin...you can see plenty of these works of art done by great artists of that era, Boticelli, Da Vinci, Michelangelo, to name a few.


Queue to Renaissance
The queue was awfully long...lucky for me...i only waited for about an hour. The estimated waiting time for this high season is between 10mins(which I dont think is possible at all) to 3 hours...or at least this is what was written on the panel by the entry.


Clock Tower at the Uffizi
This clock tower's bell can be heard from the furthest reach of the town. Almost every tower in Florence has one of these...and on every hour or half an hour...you can hear the sound made by these bells. A wonderful experience...while you were haggling for prices at the open air market.


An invitation to David's
This queue is much shorter compared to the one at the Uffizi, but the time was just 8:00am. Luckily I've got my ticket the day before...thus, when the gallery opened its doors at 8:15am...I was granted the privellege to venture first. David's tall, muscular and bares all.


Dome at the Duomo
This place is the largest structure you can find in this city. It's like a symbol that marks the center of the city. The lighting inside was very poor. Dim, lit only by the lights from the candle stands placed near the gigantic pillars that supports the building and the gentle evening rays of the sun that shone through the colourful glass windows high above.


A view between two banks
This is a picture I took right before sunset. The bridge which I stood on was one of the few that connects Florence's two riverbanks. This bridge houses quite a number of shops (old Florentine gold stores mainly) and street hawkers (mainly black people), displaying their GCs and LVs on a piece of white cloth they placed on the stone floor.


Famous as a Gelato
This cup may look like just another cup of ordinary ice cream. But I guess you have to try it and do yourself a grading. Almost all the books I read about this city, pointed me to this shop. Either it's one of those advertising gimmick that this shop has pulled with the books' authors or if its really that good...I can't really tell. I love 'em all.