Aside from seeing the Ufizzi Gallery (which was amazing in its own right) and walking the city, there's not much to tell about Florence. Amy had already been there, and I think that our real interest in the region was actually in Tuscany, but without a car, we were using Florence for a poor man's Italian countryside.
With a lackluster showing of excitement for a Sunday spent in the city, we picked up some of the brochures in our hotel lobby just to see what was out there. Low and behold, 'The Lazy Sunday Downhill" was within reach. For a small fortune, a local bike company would take us into Tuscany where we would begin a 25-mile bike ride that consisted mostly of downhill riding and a lunch in the town of Fiesole. Sold. Despite parting with the money, it was well worth the views, the bike riding and the experience of being above Florence, out of the city.
With a lackluster showing of excitement for a Sunday spent in the city, we picked up some of the brochures in our hotel lobby just to see what was out there. Low and behold, 'The Lazy Sunday Downhill" was within reach. For a small fortune, a local bike company would take us into Tuscany where we would begin a 25-mile bike ride that consisted mostly of downhill riding and a lunch in the town of Fiesole. Sold. Despite parting with the money, it was well worth the views, the bike riding and the experience of being above Florence, out of the city.
Our starting point: A 13th century monastery in the hills above Florence
An olive grove, the harvest isn't until September-November, so only the beginnings of blossoms were on the trees.
One of the many pit-stops on the Lazy Sunday Downhill
The view from atop Fiesole, overlooking all of Florence
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