Thursday, September 20, 2012

IL Porcellino

From a blog post I wrote about this...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Some of It Feels Like a Dream

At night the streets took on an eerie, dream-like quality. The streets are so narrow and dimly lit, the buildings towering with no space between. The crowds thin. Scowling statues look down on you from above with disapproval. You can really get a feel for the medieval quality of the city.

One of the traditions in Florence is to go to the Mercato Nuovo and rub the nose of this brass pig...either for luck, or to ensure a return trip to Florence. That's what we did one night...


It was while visiting Il Porcellino (his nose is shiny from all the people touching it) that we were accosted by Il Tomistico, who wanted to engage us in a conversation about the existence of God. In Italian.






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