We took a train along the glistening Adriatic Sea. Without assigned seats we shifted, stood, read and awaited Florence, my favorite city. It was raining and we got a little lost in the streets with many people. My husband and I were returning to the hotel where we’d honeymooned 4 years prior.
Rain in Florence made the buildings glisten at night. We got a little lost trusting our instincts to find our hotel, but were soon there and taken in by the marble railings, high ceilings, terra-cotta tiled floors, and warm company.
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