The beautiful countryside.
the city bathed in the warm glow of a sunset (do I wax too poetic?)...
and the promise that if you touch a certain pigs nose you will return.
We also saw the tomb of Michaelangelo.
The inside of the duomo of Santa Maria was magnificent.
I have no idea the name of this statue but my husband has decided it should be called "Unfair Fight."
I think that Dante (as depicted in stone here) would agree that flying for 11 hours jammed in a too small seat should be added as one of the circles of hell.