This afternoon we went to the Palazzo Vecchio. We climbed up to the tower for amazing views of Florence. I have an Alanari photo from the 30s or 40s with a man in a fedora and long gray coat climbing these steps.
Michelangelo hated the sculptor, Baccio Bandindelli, and mourned for the butchered marble of his works. He particularly loathed his sculpture of Hercules and Cacus. He thought that the muscles looked liked canteloupes under the skin. I think Michelangelo was right. Here are two views:
This evening we ate in and then walked around the Oltrarno, the other side of the Arno where we are staying. It’s a neighborhood of artisans, craftsmen, tiny enoteche and trattorie. We like it over here.