Just Another day in Florence

Just another day wandering the streets in Florence, along her medieval lanes and winding alleyways. Past huge wooden doors thick enough to barricade any unwanted entrance. Streaming sunshine, a beautiful spring day.

Then came the sound of drums, and from nowhere this parade, for all the world like it was an everyday occurrence. Only tourists like myself seem to stop and take any notice. For the next hour or so I could hear the sound of drums as the parade made its way through the streets of Florence, and everyone else went back to their shopping.

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Faces in Venice

Just a little cherub peeking out from a wall. Venice is like that. I found myself so busy looking at the wonders all around that the little gems were easily overlooked - but so delightful when I saw them.

This fellow is on the corner of the Campo dei more, not far from the old Ghetto. A quiet corner of Venice, largely free of tourists.

Dotted around the city are Bocce di Leone, dating back to the glory days of teh Repblic. Letters could be posted here denouncing fellow citizens for crimes and unpatriotic behaviour (the powers that be actually preferred the denunciations to be signed, and rarely followed up anonymous complaints).
this fellow can be found on teh Zaterre, a gorgeous place to sit, have a drink, and watch the world go by.


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The Penguins of St Kilda

You have to look hard to see him. These fairy penguins return each night to nest in the rocks along the St Kilda boardwalk in Melbourne. They come in after dark, and leave again before dawn, and are best spotted with the aid of a red light which doesn’t distress them.
Indeed one penguin often performs to the crowd (there were at least a hundred people gathered on a mid-week summer night). He hops up on the platform and waddles along to his nest among the rocks, repeating the performance a few times to make sure every one sees.
Others are more shy, reaching their resting spot without being spotted.
Afterwards, a walk in the failing light to one of the many restaurants Melbourne has to offer.

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My Travels in 2018

I have always loved travel, and am fortunate enough to have done a bit this year - never enough, but there is alway 2019!
So, a few memories of 2018.

Views From Dubrovnik

Ah, Dubrovnik. Looking from the walls across the incredible of the Adriatic. (Climb the walls early, before both the heat of the day and the hordes of tourists settle in.)

Just near the main gates stands a Franciscan monastery, with one of the oldest pharmacies in Europe. An oasis of peace.

At the far end of town, a sea of boats and pleasure craft, to explore the seas. Nearby are some steps built to imitate Rome's Spanish Steps. At the top, follow the alley and signs to the Hole in the Wall, a perfect cafe just for sitting and escaping the crowds.


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A Tranquil Monastery Cloister in Dubrovnik Notebook
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I love this photo I took of Florence largely because it's not instantly recognisable.
Hercules battling the Nemean lion down by the Arno, a bit too busy to enjoy the view.
Behind, the deceptively simple façade of the Chiese di Ognisannti. This church is filled with Medieval and Renaissance treasures (including the robe wore by St. Francis when he received the stigmata).

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Not-So Hidden Corners in Italy

Of course I start with Florence, the city I fell in love with when I was ten. Wandering towards the Arno, I was so busy looking at all the sights it was easy to miss this spectacular fountain on the corner of a house.