When it comes to Valentines Day I'm usually a cynic. The need to be more romantic on February 14th than on any of the other 364 days of the year sends the world into a pink and red, flower filled, chocolate coated PDA fury that I find ever so slightly nauseating. But this year was different. This year I was struck by cupid's bow and now I've fallen in love. Big time. It's the weak at the knees, butterflies in the stomach, heart racing at 100mph kinda love. Would you like to meet him? Here's Florence...
Duomo
Ponte Vecchio
To this man who, every day, spends hours chalk drawing onto the floor, only for it to be washed away by the rain, I am forever in awe.
Il Giardino di Boboli
Demetra
Loggia dei Lanzi
Valentine's Day drinks with my other true love. Sophie not a bottle of Gin incase you were wondering...
And there we sat for five hours, smitten with Florence, our cocktails and each other. Nawwh! Best Valentine's Day ever, and not a red rose or heart shaped chocolate in sight!
View from Piazza Michelangelo
Babe
Michelangelo's David and what could possibly be the worst caricatures I've ever seen in my life. I think I can just about make out Hedwig on the bottom left.
Sophie & Joy
Do you remember me talking about a chocolate festival in Padova? Well we stumbled across it again, here in Florence! (Unplanned, I promise)
Soph introduced me to this Pistachio liquor from Sicily. I'm undecided whether this was a blessing or a curse. It is in-cred-i-ble! If you ever come across this, buy a bottle.
This next place was without a shadow of a doubt my favourite thing of the whole trip. Officina Profumo-Farmaceutica di Santa Maria Novella. It is the oldest pharmacy in Europe, founded by Dominican friars in 1221, it was later opened to the public in 1612. It is quite simply magical.
L'Antica Spezieria con monks.
Lotions and potions, chandeliers and painted ceilings. Think of it as Boots' older and more refined foreign cousin.
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