This is the fortress at Assisi called Rocca Maggiore.
The view from up there is unreal. Umbria looks like a patchwork of olive orchards and wheat fields.
And I wanted to move into this storefront. Those meringues were bigger than my head.
Ami and I went to this awesome flea market at the Piazza outside of San Spirito where I procured the pictured hat. That's the Ponte Vecchio in the background.
Anna taught Kristen and I how to make gnocchi. Anna can roll the little pieces of potato-dough into these shell-type things super quickly and amazingly uniformly. Unfortunately, Kristen and I weren't quite as adept. Our gnocchi was a little deformed, but still delicious.
This is Fiesole, an Etruscan town just above Florence. It has one of the oldest Roman theaters in Italy.
My professor is showing us what a senex (old man stock character) comedic mask would have looked like.
Right around the theater are the ruins of some Roman baths and these ancient arches.
It's starting to get really chilly here. The weird thing is that it's colder at 11 am than it is at 11 pm. Tights are crazy popular here. I'm obviously thrilled by this. There are bunches of stores that sell hosiery almost exclusively. And the leather jackets in the storefronts are completely buttery-looking. I'm seriously coveting one.
Everything here is so entrenched in history that it's a little overwhelming. I went to this really swank hotel with my art history class that used to be a women's prison in the 13th century. And in the basement there are remains of Roman baths! And it's not even like they advertise this; my TA just knew about it and went in and asked at the front desk if we could go downstairs and check it out. So cool.
Yesterday I consumed one of the best sandwiches I have ever had. It was Gorgonzola cheese and grilled eggplant and I think I might go get another one. Right now. Seriously, this sandwich in itself provides a reason to come to Florence if the fact that the entire city is practically dripping with Renaissance art and architecture and history isn't enough.
Everything here is so entrenched in history that it's a little overwhelming. I went to this really swank hotel with my art history class that used to be a women's prison in the 13th century. And in the basement there are remains of Roman baths! And it's not even like they advertise this; my TA just knew about it and went in and asked at the front desk if we could go downstairs and check it out. So cool.
Yesterday I consumed one of the best sandwiches I have ever had. It was Gorgonzola cheese and grilled eggplant and I think I might go get another one. Right now. Seriously, this sandwich in itself provides a reason to come to Florence if the fact that the entire city is practically dripping with Renaissance art and architecture and history isn't enough.
1 comment:
mi piace melanzane. and that is about the extent of my italian. so jeal that your trip to assisi was you know, dry.
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