Almost 15 years ago I spent time in Florence seeing as many of the famous sites as possible. You know the list: the Duomo, the David, the Uffizi, Santa Croce. It was May and the small city was swarming with tourists. The buzz of residents' motorbikes made me feel I was in a mosquito-crazy swamp.
Then a writer friend who knew Tuscay well invited me and my spouse across the river to the
Oltrarno District. We had dinner and drinks at Piazza Santo Spirito and it felt like being in a different city...
Published on June 19, 2012 04:00