The guidebooks were correct on one thing: Florence is overflowing with tourists. I heard more English or German being spoken than I did Italian in this city of over 360,000 locals.
If tourists are swarming, it must be for good reason. I almost didn’t go because of low expectations and a lingering tiredness from the week prior, hopping quickly from Athens to Santorini to Rome to Pisa. Well, those low expectations led to a dropped jaw and wide-eyed stares at the beauty surrounding me.
There are the main stops you have to see and can find an any TripAdvisor page of Florence or in any tourist office as soon as you’re off the train. I followed my host dad’s recommendations of what to do in the city, but I also tried to get off the beaten track a bit. It’s always more fun to stop and smell the roses than to be in a rush and not enjoy yourself because you’re simply trying to fit everything in.
I’m sure your journey to Florence will be just as awe-inspiring as mine was. Go with no expectations, because you never know what will surprise you!
the tall girl.