Day 14 - Departing for FirenzeWe awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!
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Day 14 - Departing for FirenzeWe awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!
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Day 14 - Departing for FirenzeWe awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!
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Day 14 - Departing for FirenzeWe awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!
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Day 14 - Departing for FirenzeWe awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!
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Day 14 - Departing for Firenze

We awoke today to a gloomy and overcast stone city. The muted light and softer colours made the walk to coffee melancholy. But we did manage to find our favourite coffee guy without resorting to any technology. I’d wager even the locals get lost here. A few hours later we where sipping prosecco aboard the Frecciarossa, barreling towards Florence at 300km!