It was there, on that mapless exploration along a mud trail outside the town wall, that I encountered the most beautiful view of medieval Tuscany.
It’s almost magical.
When you’re on the road, you’re never getting the full experience of a destination. It’s only when you get back and reflect on your trip that you get a whole different picture. Grafitti has been like that for me.
Florence was as beautiful as it could have been.
In my mind, I’ve always seen Italy as this great place for Renaissance architecture although I think in reality, it’s often very far from the palazzos that I imagined.