Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Florence Day 3

By Justin Cruz

June 27, 2012

Florence day 3 kicked off like most of our days in Italy: With pastries. We went to the same cafe/restaraunt as we had on Day 1, the name of which I unfortunately cannot remember. This time though, rather than buying some pastries to eat at the restaraunt, we got a to go box and sat under the statues at Piazza della Signoria. It was some to go box, wrapped in red ribbons with all the food neatly organized on a little tray. We loved it. Plus, the pastries weren't bad either.

From there, we took a short walk to the Ufizi, planning on using the day to make the most of the Florence Cards we purchased yesterday. It was an art lover's dream and a theologist's treasure box. Starting with the flat art of the Christian painters of the Middle Ages, the Ufizi had everything from the works of Antonio and Piero del Pollaiolo to Botticeli's Nascita di Venere. They had the original Battesimo di Cristo, the Verrocchio and da Vinci work that, in legend, made the former put down his paintbrush, never to pick it up again after having his work shamed by that of his apprentice. There was even a replica of the work of the man that started it all: Donatello's St. Mark.

By the end of it though, we were all hungry again, so we set off for Trattoria da I Matti. You'd think that after nearly two weeks of binge pizza devouring we'd be sick of the stuff, but no, it was the most popular dish on the table. The other stuff was good too, and I got to try something new (gnocchi - little balls of potato flour dough in pasta sauce), which is (almost) always fun.

After lunch, we went to have a short visit at the Academia Gelleria, for more art. We didn't stay long though, as we only wanted to see the works of Michaelangelo. On the way in though, we did see the plaster composition of the Rape of Sabines. But the main attraction was in the next room, in which sat the legendary David, by Michaelangelo of course. The only other thing we saw was the gift shop, outside of which was a bright pink copy of the David.

Then we went home, but not after getting some gelato, as one would when in Italy.

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