First glimpse of the Duomo again after years. Exciting!
One of my favorite statues
It’s a griffin, a griffin. Griffin!
Oh Duomo, you are so tall. I accidentally marched in a Catholic midnight mass because it was right before Easter. I held a candle and we followed a priest with a stereo system on wheels, pretending to sing in Italian.
Loving mothering and a missing arm
Across the river, there was a little bar serving 5 euro homemade lasagne. At the counter, they had a basket of free sausage chunks. Also homemade. Afterwards, we found a gelateria with a long line of locals. Beautiful and quiet on that side.
These views were, after all, from the Piazzale Michelangelo. Wouldn’t be right not to have a picture of his statue.
Dante. I’m still meaning to read his Inferno…
Sunsets are better enjoyed with a nice lion
