starting with rome. the colosseum from the outside:
other favourite places there - piazza navone:
the spanish steps looking down to the trevi fountain (they should call this is a bathtub really):
finding keats' house next to the spanish steps:
this is the courtyard of palazzo baldasini where we had two days of workshops:
this is the room in which said workshops were held. nice!
then a worldwind train ride to florence, which was vastly different to rome, much more beautiful but less friendly and too touristy. favourite things - the duomo, or the basilica santa maria dell fiori. unbelievable, no matter which way you look at it:
the green room inside the palazzo vecchio:
view of florence from the terrrace of the palazzo vecchio:
not being able to get into the uffizi because of a 4 hour queue:
the view of the arno from ponte vecchio:
inside the medici palace (this is where michelangelo made the david):
the chapel in the medici palace which you cant take photos of but i bought a bag and notebook from there:
this is a detail from a fresco of lorenzo the magnificent (proper title 'cavalcata dei magi' by gozzoli).
the medici family church, san lorenzo:
the courtyard of the medici library next to san lorenzo:
and whats this i find right next to the medici library? a wool shop?!
i have already done my dash tourist dollar wise so i abstained, and they were mostly selling summer wools anyway so....
other favourite things about florence - the gelato:
the hot chocolate:
this cost 6euro and was pure melted chocolate. unbelievable.
two days in florence and it was over to the coast to catch a boat to sardinia and then a train ride down through sardinia to cagliari (pronounced cal-yary) the capital, where the real conference was being held at the rather plush T Hotel:
to ghilarza, the small town where gramsci (the dead theorist whose conference this was) went to school:
the cute little streets:
the house where gramsci lived (now a museum):
the gramsci grafitti:
it was like being on a gramsci pilgrimage.
on the third day we went on the bus again to arles, an even tinier town where gramsci was born and is something of a national hero:
and were treated to local hospitality in the form of a sardinian jazz trio and a traditional sardinian meal which included suckling pig. awesome.
as you can see, it was exhausting. i loved it but two weeks away with a work colleague was trying and i missed my pumpkin (not the vegetable) and puppy dogs and was ultimately glad to get home. my paper went well, i got good feedback and made some very useful connections.
now there is the madness of having to move in two weeks and finishing the wrap, which i took with me but did none of of course.
more later!
k xx
8 comments:
So....do the rest of us have to call him pumpkin too??
PS: I really like my fridge magnet. Who else has a naked David on their fridge door....and he goes with my ironing board cover too.
Ooooooo wow...so pretty!! Thanks for the stacks of photos, love, love, love them. I want to go to Italy!!! Truly fabulous architecture. And pure melted chocolate...oh my. It really looked wonderful, I am so glad you got to go Kylie but totally understand the missing of pumpkins and puppies
Just breathtaking. What a cool show and tell! Thanks for sharing.
I was doing realy well envy-wise until you showed me the wool shop next to the Medici Library! Damn.
Wonderful photos and glad the paper went well.
Thanks for putting up all these photos despite being unwell and packing! It looks like you had just a brilliant trip - so glad your paper went well too. I really long to go to Italy one day... and your photos have certainly confirmed this desire!
I am so jealous! It looks absolutely stunning, such great architecture. Totally is on my places to visit before I leave this world... and pure chocolate? I'm down with that.
how I long to go there! A wool shop in that location! Amazing. You did very well not to buy.
thanks for all the lovely comments - i have hundreds more pix if you want to see. haha just kidding. but it was awesome. and i am completely overwhelmed by how busy you have been while i was away so that i am turning into a blog lurker unworthy of commenting. but i am reading! xx
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