More time to appreciate

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Besides my work schedule, the holiday season approaching, and my personal projects, Iíve had little time to enjoy my city lately. Every morning when I woke up, Iíd say, ďTomorrow Iíl go for a stroll around town, bring my camera, and enjoy the city.Ē But that day with a few extra hours in it never arrived. By the end of the week, I was a little sad sad especially since for a couple of days I didnít even walk out of my apartment. On most days, I often stare out the window to look out at what is going on outside: I admire the Arno and watch cars go in one direction while people walk in the other.

This morning I went on a walk up to Piazzale Michelangiolo. When I walked over the Ponte alle Grazie, I was pleased to see that the Arno is now a cool green color like jade.

Up the viale (large avenue) toward Piazzale Michelangiolo, a caravan of Fiat 500ís of all different shapes, sizes, and colors were coming down the incline. I watched them cruise by along the viale. A few waved at me and honked their horns; they seemed happy to be out on a Sunday morning together.

Right before I reached the piazzale, I realized that I could see more of the city now. The now barren trees with their gnarled branches made way for a wider view of the city. Before, the leaves hindered the view so much that I couldnít see the city unless I was right in front of the driveway of the campeggio (campground).

I could see the patchy sky with a few open spots where the blue sky came through. With low grey clouds moving quickly overhead, I stopped briefly in the piazzale to look out at the city below. With a light fog hovering over it, the city appeared as it would in a dream, unattainable and distant.

When I returned home, I made a promise to myself to make more time this week to appreciate my city. I certainly take in my city during my morning runs and walks, but itís not enough for me. I want to lose myself in its narrow stone streets, discover more of its hidden beauty, and enjoy each step through Florence.

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