Pooks Canyon

Today marks one full week in Florence. To get the transition going... Here is Roman Statue Pooks Here is Florentine Renaissance Pooks  I have been having way too much fun with the app "Prequel", which allows you to turn people into paintings or cartoons or even stone. This is the brain trust at work in the Florentine apartment. Axel says ancient Romans were about five feet tall. Some of the doorways here are pretty low clearance. Our apartment has tons of fun art. This piece has been particularly resonant, given the Roe v Wade decision back in the USA this week. But it's not that boys are bad, it is that women are getting shafted. Jon is a sweetie and makes delicious food.  For some reason Jon and Axel became inspired to make a full English breakfast. Here is the final product. The dining room where the meals take place. We are a block away from Mercato Centrale here, and the Mercato is the kind of place that can inspire the chef in anyone.  Also in our neighborhood... fo

T oday we left Rome.  Packing up all our stuff and dragging it around the train station was quite the production.  The photo below is us at the Rome train station with our ridiculous amount of luggage struggling to fit in the frame.   I started writing this post on the "Red Arrow" train to Florence and am finishing it at my small desk in our Florence apartment. It is nearing midnight but I really want to get these pictures posted, so here I give you a mildly disjointed photo album with small attempts at narration. Most happily for Jon, on day three in Rome he finally got his missing bicycle. And now he not only has his precious, but also the Strava "King of the Mountain" title on Appian Way. Somewhere a Roman cyclist named Enzo is displeased. I would include some photos from Jon's rides but this post already has over 30 pictures. Jon has some neat content; maybe I can dedicate a separate post. The arrival of the bicycle. Jon and Axel sitting at Mario's, the