Twenty-two days of one journey. Day fifteen
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The Navigator got used to Tuscany, it became clear right after the start, he confidently drove us south, although Florence was always east of these places.
We went to Empoli to the left, around 13.00 we entered through the Roman Gate (Porta Romana). . .
. . . to Piazza della Calca, where the hotel was located.
A small parking lot was intended only for locals, it was not possible to stand and unload. We drove back to the Piazzale di Porta Romana (Piazzale di Porta Romana), which had paid parking, from which we were waving touts, they say, there is a place. The place was, steel, went to pay for a couple of hours of parking. In the open, without a barrier,
in parking lots, payment is made in advance through a payment box - a check under the windshield. Nowhere in Italy live people charge for parking, remember! Here he stood completely alive and asked for a couple of euros for an hour, asked him to wait until we transferred things to the hotel (one hundred meters) and, returning two hours later, gave him two euros for resourcefulness - parking was free for the next two days in honor of the holiday " Ferragosto", according to our Assumption of the Virgin.
The administrator on duty told me where you can leave the car these days (I didn’t intend to leave it on the street), he also called the underground parking (20 euros / day), where the car spent more than three days, a business card remained.
Now about the hotel. "Convitto Della Calza - Casa Per Ferie" located in an old building where the monastery used to be, some attributes remained, a very cozy courtyard,
small rooms (monastic cells) are equipped, clean - every day cleaning. 175 euros for three nights.
We were completely satisfied with the breakfasts, but for coffee we went to the square or on the way to the sights.
I chose it based on the fact that it is necessary to “sneak up” to “vile” places from the rear, from afar, and it’s easier to position the car here. The hotel is located on the left bank of the Arno River, in the southern part of Florence, a fifteen-minute leisurely walk from the Uffizi. A hundred meters away is the entrance to the Boboli Gardens - this is the closest, the next four hundred meters along the Via Romana.
At the beginning of the sixth evening they moved to the center along this street.
The first photos, the first recognizable buildings.
We reached the Vecchio bridge (Ponte Vecchio).
We turned to the embankment.
There are more recognizable buildings and structures.
But today we will not cross to the right bank, on "our" bank it is also interesting, it is less trampled by tourist feet,
judging by the amount of information on the Internet. And they were not going to ride minibuses (in vain they opened the doors in front of us):
Look for a tobacco shop where they sell tickets, all the more so. Let's go to the "brick":
Florentines once decorated a lot of road signs, which only added creativity to this city. Here dad opened the doors 4.5 m high, and the daughter easily opened them, they entered the Mozzi Palace (Palazzo dei Mozzi)...
. . . which is 780 years old, there is the Bardini Museum. We go further along St. Nicholas Street (via di S. Niccolo).
And in room 115 we find this store-museum. . .
. . . where the owner of Alessandro Dari Gioielli (Alessandro Dari Gioielli) is in front of everyone,
more precisely on your table, it works wonders. Half an hour, no less, spent in this museum, for free. The Master, as we later called him, has many titles, one of which is the chosen artist of the Vatican.
I struggled to photograph the same thing several times to share this spectacle with you.
The street ends with the Porta San Niccolò (Porta San Niccolò ), but we turn right and trample up to Piazzale Michelangelo.
Here again David. . .
. . . but matured, without a knife, although completely naked. I will not represent the author, whoever does not know is unlucky in life.
At 18.30 there are few tourists on the square, the sun is approaching sunset - it's not hot, and more beautiful, as for me. Here is the gate of St. Nicholas...
. . . but the main thing is she, Florence. See:
We went further, from where the non-tourist part is visible.
It looks just as good.
"Church of Saint Salvatore on the mountain":
After walking a little and climbing the stairs, we see the Basilica di San Miniato in front of us:
Also, as you can see, on the mountain (Basilica di San Miniato al Monte), which Michelangelo had a hand in saving almost five hundred years ago. We went down to the road, and here they are again:
I couldn't pass by.
To the left and right, villas are hidden among tall trees, the entrances are decorated with coats of arms, one of which would suit me quite well.
Yes, and the gate needs repair.
Here is a monument to Baniele Manin, fighter for independence from Austria and President of the Venetian Republic 150 years ago:
Well, a very cool villa, in the courtyard there were waiters in white, with trays, music was playing - like in a movie. "Villa cora". . .
. . . from 500 euros, without breakfast.
Everyone returned to the room in the dark, the last steps were difficult.
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