this morning after dragging myself out of bed, i caught the train to Firenze at 12 30 and i reached a little after 1pm. the line to get into the Uffizzi was 2 hours long, but my entire reason for visiting florence was to get into the uffizzi, so i waited that out as patiently as is possible.
after the tedious line, i finally got in and explored the museum. the brith of venus (which was the whole point of the uffizzi) was pretty but i imagined it bigger. i did see many other boticellis, davincis and _______.
i did also see some other very beautiful works of art. i wish i could have gone with a guide or someone who could give me more historical and contextual information about the pieces i was looking at. but i did massively enjoy it in any case. but, by the time i was done, as much as i did enjoy it all, i am turely sick of seeing painting after painting of jesus and mary, with the same expression, except in a few. jesus mostly looks like a waise ass psoilt little kid, with abs no less, and mary looks bloody nauseous like you think she would if she had just spent the night trying to pacify a crying infant and then was asked to pose for a million pictures.
i am very intrigued by saint sebastian. i have never heard of him before, but he seems to dominate the roman empire alot. he is always depicted with two arrows piercing out of his body, but while he looks all sulled, he also seems fully functional, as if the arrows dont make a difference.
another painting i really did like was Leda and the Swan by ________
the story goes that zeus was quite enchated with leda, but his wife, hera, was (understandably) jealous (who could blame her, zeus was a slut!). So in order to hide from his wife, zeus transformed himself into a swan and conceived four children with leda, out of which one turned out to be good old helen of troy.
another set of paintings i did fall in love iwth was la fortezza by boticelli. its a pianting of five women, one canvas for each woman, with the virgin mother in the centre. all the women are depicted so strong, elegant and vibrant. it was one of his first pieces, and in my opinion is his strongest. its a gazillion times more beautiful than the birth of venus.
one more, michaelangelos "adoration of the magi". really genuis, i think.
so after the museum, i roamed the streets of florence aimlessly until 6 30 when i stopped at trattoria del guido to have proscuitto e melone and a 1/2kg florentine t bone steak, and boy was it good. the steak was charred to perfection on the outside, rendering it crispy and msokeu, and still soft and red inside, so juicy i could have married it and had all its babies. and with a glass of the house red i had a very satisfying dinner and now i travel back to bologna.
i am happy.
my mind wanders nowhere upsetting, and i constantly invariably, randomly keep smiling to myself like the villiage idiot. and i have been doing just that since crete, standing on my balcony looking out into the sea and hills.
tomorrow ravenna. i have a feeling im going to fall asleep quite quick and tomorrow will be another long day. and then cinque terre!
i dont want to have to go back!
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