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My Latest Adventure: Florence

"Buongiorno!" we hear every morning as we walk into the vintage style hotel restaurant for breakfast.  I have always been a fan of the Italian nature, fashion and culture and here is one another one of my adventures.  

For my mum's birthday, I decided that this year I would take her to Florence. To me, mothers should always be given a lot more than anyone else and I believe that the least I could do for her is arrange a trip abroad, as I do every year. 

The narrow streets, the warm and friendly locals and the beaming sunshine made it all worth the long wait (as this was booked months in advance!)  We were only there for a total of two days and returned back to the dull and gloomy UK on the third evening.  Despite the clear skies and sunshine, the wind was incredibly powerful and did cause confusion for our outfits, though.

The famous factory outlet 'The Mall' was a personal favourite.  With brands from Prada to Pucci and Moncler to Moschino, this was heaven for me and my mum.  Though I couldn't quite find anything suitable to purchase, I have to say that the prices most definitely were up to "outlet standards" and were fairly reasonable.

The food was fantastic, which of course, goes without saying.  Pasta one day (home made, obviously), pizza the other followed by coco and pistachio flavoured gelato, daily and on schedule.  The coffee is every reason why Nescafe and Douwe Egberts should no longer be classified as coffee.  No, they are not the real thing.  If you are one who appreciates coffee and want to get a taste of what coffee really should taste and smell like, go to Italy!  

The baptistery, famous Duomo and history in almost every corner of the small town is best explored on foot.  There are city sightseeing bus tours available but I would most definitely recommend you do your sightseeing by walking.  Do make sure you have a map at hand, however, as pretty much every single street looks like the other.  All in all, Italy, an absolute delight as always and Florence did not fail to impress me as always.  Italian job done at its best.







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