Sunday, July 31, 1983

Travel Plans and the "Beach" (7/27-31/1983)

Wednesday, July 27, 1983
Went downtown to book a room at the Club Hotel for my parents. The lady let me go up to compare the 95 and 110 CHF/$47 and $55 rooms. The 95 CHF room was adequate and had a shower. I went to the travel agency to book my flight to India. Am I booked or on a waiting list?

Thursday, July 28, 1983
Today I was working with a kid in Elisabeth J’s room, so I was near a phone, and got a call from Mommy to straighten out the hotel business.

Friday, July 29, 1983
After work, Marsha C and I went to the travel agency to find out how the weather is in Greece during the off-season. Oh, very unreliable, cold and rainy! So we decided to book a week-long vacation on a Greek island instead, on Rhodes for the first or second week in September. Marsha asked about flights to the U.S. and was given some pamphlets but not much help. I asked about hotels and the guy called Zermatt’s tourist bureau to find a hotel near the train station, then made a reservation after he looked up the hotel’s number. Then he tried St Moritz, but got no answer. He gave me the hotel directory so that I could call later. I went to the PTT/Post Telephon & Telegraph to call Capitol Air, but the number was out of service. I called the hotel in Milano; closed in August. Then St Moritz, and was able to reserve a hotel there. Later, I put on my therapy bathing suit and Marsha and I drove along the south side of the Bielersee/Lake Biel to the “beach” at Möringen. The usual grassy area with rocks at the water’s edge. We had to pay for parking at a meter in a hut. We walked out along the breakwater and I sat on the rocks with my feet in the water as Marsha swam. We stayed a couple hours, then went back to Biel to eat at McDonald’s. I was going to have just a shake, but ended up with a hamburger and fries.

Saturday, July 30, 1983
Marsha C was busy with moving today. She will have a room in Ruth D's apartment.
I went to lie out in the sun, and it was so hot I could barely stand it, despite strong breezes! I drank a liter of grapefruit juice and didn’t last two hours. I ran in to take a cold shower, bathing suit and all! I tried lying out for two hours in the afternoon, coming in twice to take cold showers and drink a lot. The sun didn’t seem to have any effect at all.
When I got ready to meet Helen S, I suddenly turned red! I walked down to the Bielersee/Lake Biel sandbar to meet Helen at 16:00. She had coupons to get us into the “beach.” Helen went swimming as I sat on some steps in the water. We talked about work and work philosophies, and a holistic approach to dealing with those with handicaps, etc. At about 19:00 we remembered to eat. Helen had brought potato salad, prosciutto and salami, tomatoes, and tea. Later we had quark/farmer’s cheese, and I had the smooth banana flavor. I had seen Sylvia W and Kathi from Roentgen/x-ray, and Helen saw several neighbors. I got home about 21:00 and went right to bed!

Sunday, July 31, 1983
Slept through until 6:30, but still felt exhausted.
I went to put my laundry in at 9:45. Walked to Jan & Kirby’s to leave a note. When I got back, Marsha C called to say she would pick me up to go to the beach. I went to check the laundry, and the filter was loose and water had poured out all over the floor, and the clothes weren’t washed.  I pulled out my laundry and cleaned up, then left with Marsha to go to Möringen. It was more crowded today, and we had to park in a nearby field (no cost!). We ended up staying from about 11:15 to 16:00! It was very hot in the sun, cool in the shade, and freezing in the water, although we still went in several times. We also drank lots.
Back at the Personalhaus/staff residence, I did the laundry for real this time. Later I made chocolate chip cookies. It sure takes a long time to crack the walnuts yourself to get chopped walnuts!

Tuesday, July 26, 1983

This is Gross (7/18-26/1983)

Monday, July 18, 1983
I awoke with diarrhea, but thought I was nervous about treating Mathieu S. So I went ahead to Stern am Ried to treat Nadia S. I felt really awful, so after a half hour I put Nadia back in bed and hurriedly left. Back in my room, I was wretching, and had diarrhea again. I called to cancel Mathieu. All morning I felt worse and worse, and kept having hourly bouts of diarrhea. I called Elizabeth J to tell her to call the Ss about swimming, and she volunteered to cancel the rest of my patients that day. I only drank water, and that night I didn’t sleep at all.
I also had my funny swollen eyelid today!

Tuesday, July 19, 1983
I wrote in the journal from 3:00-5:00! I was still having diarrhea, and got nauseous brushing my teeth. I had Marsha C cancel my one outpatient. She also took books back to the library for me and mailed off film. She bought me more iced tea and mineral water. I tried eating rice for supper.
Today Marsha had gone to Ruth D’s garage to look at used cars. She ended up getting a green Datsun 120X for 3,900 CHF/$1,950, and put down a deposit!

Wednesday, July 20, 1983
I was still having bouts of diarrhea, but went to work.

Thursday, July 21, 1983
I was still having diarrhea, and cancelled my morning patients. I went to see the doctor in the hospital, Dr. G, Vre the O.T.’s boyfriend. He checked my stomach, heart, lungs, and throat, and said I had an intestinal flu. I was to take it easy and was given a prescription for something to bind me. He recommended that I drink tea and Coca-Cola. I called Marsha to get me a bottle of Coca Cola, and she was with Fr Dr Jo D who recommended Lomotil, an anti-diarrheal. I was running out of diarrhea, since I hadn’t really eaten anything, but took a dose at 12:00. I was only drinking Coca Cola. I was able to work all afternoon, and didn’t take the 17:00 dose of Lomotil.

Friday, July 22, 1983
I awoke feeling pretty good, only gas pains. But with all this tea and Coca-Cola, it's hard to fall asleep because of the caffeine.
I had already canceled Mathieu S last night, so only had CP Station kids all day. I had rice at lunch and a bowl of tomato soup for dinner.
Today Marsha C picked up her “new” green Datsun. After dinner we went for a drive to get gas. Marsha was just learning the standard shift and she was doing pretty well with only occasional jerking starts and stalls. We ended up in Studen and Marsha headed to Aegerten to stop at Ruth D’s to say hello. Well, we ended up staying to watch Ruth’s room being rearranged by Urs who was wearing only bathing trunks! While Marsha was distracted by Urs, I somehow got in a long conversation with Ruth about work. When we were done, Marsha wasn’t ready to leave. I ended up rushing to Ruth’s bathroom and had diarrhea. I stood to pull up my pants, then lowered them again for another bout! Argh! When we finally left, I wasn’t sure I’d make it back home. First Ruth’s door was locked and Marsha had to run back up to get someone with a key. Then we must have hit every red light along the way. I just made it back in time for another attack. I took another Lomotil, but spent all night on the toilet.

Saturday, July 23, 1983
I was okay all morning, although I had nothing to eat. At 12:00, Marsha drove us downtown to park near Jelmoli department store. I had enough energy to do quite a bit of shopping.
Back at the Personalhaus/staff residence, Marsha waxed her car and I sat outside in the shade. I was a little light-headed at 17:00, and tried eating soup and a roll.
Received some good news this week: my parents will come during the first three weeks of August, and the Liens are ready for me to go to India in November.

Monday, July 25, 1983
Semi-normal digestion this weekend. Went to work and did aerobics.

Tuesday, July 26, 1983
Diarrhea again! But I feel fine otherwise.
Initially I thought this could be from eating so much on the trip to Italy, but then I began to think I picked up a bug.

Sunday, July 17, 1983

Following Michelangelo: Milano (7/17/1983)

Sunday, July 17, 1983
It was so hot that I actually sweated, with the edge of my hair dripping! We got up as our usual at 7:30. We were the first ones at breakfast it seemed. Marsha had tea and I had hot chocolate with our rolls with butter and jam. The hot chocolate was not as chocolate-y as in Florence. We went to check-out and were rather shocked by the bill of 73,700 ITL/$48! The room itself was 53,236 ITL/$35, and the breakfasts were 4,629 ITL/$3 each. Plus the frigobar for 3,200 ITL/$2. The total of 65,694 ITL/$43 was reasonable considering we were told it would be 60,000 ITL/$39. But then there were taxes! Oh, well, a one night splurge.
Hotel New York bill
We were able to leave our bags at the hotel as we went to take the Metro to the Lanza station and walk down Via Pontaccio to Via Brera for the Brera Pinacoteca/Art Gallery. In the courtyard we were greeted by a statue of Napoleon I whom Antonio Canova depicted as a victorious Caesar on a costume that considerably angered the Emperor. The “costume” consisted of a fig leaf! We walked upstairs to enter the gallery and it was a free day today. The first room had modern art, then there were portraits and self-portraits of many artists. A side room had frescoes. We entered a large hall and turned right into a room containing Andrea Mantegna’s masterpiece, the Dead Christ, which he would not part with (until his own death, of course!). It showed knowledge of foreshortening. Christ was viewed lying down, from his feet. We saw a Pietà by Giovanni Bellini, and many Madonnas. There was Vittore Carpaccio’s St Stephen Preaching and Carlo Crivelli’s Madonna with a Candle. The candle was difficult to find, a thin asparagus in the lower left corner. We saw a couple rooms of the picture library hung with rows of vertically stacked paintings. We saw stuff by Donato Bramante, and a Madonna by Piero della Francesca. Then the altarpiece of Raffaello, The Marriage of the Virgin exhibiting peace and harmony. Across from it was the Flagellation by Luca Signorelli. Another room had paintings from the school of Caravaggio, but we didn’t see any real Caravaggios. The next rooms were blocked off, so we returned to the big hall and headed left. There were primitive paintings, then modern art. Marsha asked me to translate the titles so we could tell what the modern art was about! I kept seeing “natura morta/dead nature” which I figured meant a still life! We went back to the big hall to see St Mark Preaching at Alexandria by Gentile and Giovanni Bellini.
Marsha bought a book about Michelangelo in the Vatican from the English rack in the gift shop. As we left, she thumbed through the book and found it was in French! She quickly went back to exchange it.
We walked over to Castello Sforzecso, a huge brick affair. We marched through the courtyard and into the museum of antique art. Again it was a free day. Since we had a train to catch, we hurried through the rooms of classical statues and statue remnants. A room of armor and finally the room with the tomb of Visconti with a reclined figure of Gaston de Foix, and the Pietà by Michelangelo, worked on four days before his death.
Michelangelo's Pietà
He hacked away at his original idea so that only an arm of Christ is left intact. It is still a complete sculpture of a skinny Christ in the arms of Mary.
We then gave ourselves 15 minutes in the art gallery, finding Vincenzo Foppa’s Martyrdom of San Sebastian, canvases by Giovanni Bellini, Correggio, Anthony Van Dyck, and a detailed Market by Alessandro Magnasco. Then we hurried past rooms of musical instruments and out to Corso Magenta. It seemed like a long walk to the church Santa Maria delle Grazie. We went directly to the refectory, paid the 2,000 ITL/$1.30 fee, and went in to see the small Last Supper by Leonardo da Vinci, most of which was in view.
Santa Maria delle Grazie ticket
It depicts the moment when Christ said, “One of you will betray me.” The apostles are in various stages of doubt and disbelief. They were grouped in threes, with all gestures and looks centered on Christ. We couldn’t pick out Judas. Across from it is an unidentified fresco.
We left and marched over to Via Boccaccio to find the Metro station to take it to the Central Station. In the Metro station, a guy came towards us as if the pass between Marsha and me. So I stepped back to give him room to pass. But he walked around Marsha and came to me to ask if this train went to Centrale Stazione. Si!
We returned to the hotel to pick up our bags and went to the train station by 12:00 to board the 12:35 train to Bern. We found a seat in the one First Class car, but decided to get seats in 2nd class, since we had 2nd class tickets for the Swiss portion of the trip. Some weird woman popped in twice to sit in our compartment, asking if the train was regularly late, and how often do we come to Milano, once a month? She finally left for good. We had drinks of grapefruit soda and Marsha had a tonic that overflowed when opened. We were joined by a Swiss girl. I was very uncomfortable on this trip, and was very hot and kept moving to try to be in the shade. I couldn’t get enough air, sticking my hand out the window and standing up at every station. Marsha let me switch seats with her to get the wind directly in my face. In Domodossola, A Swiss family got in, and they closed the window when we went through the tunnel. I thought I was going to suffocate. Fortunately they got off in Brig. I tried to sleep to get my mind off how I felt. I finally sat by the compartment door to get out of the sun.
Train day pass
We arrived in Bern about 17:45 and stopped at Wendy’s. I ended up having a Frosty and two iced teas with my meal! We caught the 18:53 train to Biel, and then the 19:40 bus to the Personalhaus/staff residence. A good shower and early to bed.

Saturday, July 16, 1983

Following Michelangelo: Verona (7/16/1983)

Saturday, July 16, 1983
We left Casa delle Giovane at about 8:45 and walked to Piazza dell’Erbe. We finally figured where the bus stop was located and I found a place to buy bus tickets, getting five. We caught the #2 bus, which stopped in front of the train station on the other side of the street. By the time we figured it was our stop, the bus had moved on as we struggled through the crowded bus to get off at the next stop. We walked to the train station and checked our bags. I asked at the bus ticket window, how to get to San Zeno. I was told “14” in sort of a Spanish-like accent (quattordithi). We went across the street from the station, and the bus we boarded headed into the city. I thought we were going in the wrong direction, but the bus crossed the river and got itself headed in the right direction! It crossed the river again, and instead of turning left towards San Zeno, it turned right. So we got off at the next stop just outside the city wall. We walked back and then around to the Basilica San Zeno Maggiore. Lots of tour buses out front. San Zeno was built in the Lombard style with a bell tower. The façade had a rose window. The entrance porch was supported by two stone lions. The bronze-plated doors had a barricade across them, but you could get close to see the plates were eroding, and some were missing. Must have been the first bronze door in the world. Also, the bas reliefs were primitive. In the tympanum was a statue of San Zeno.
We had to walk through the cloisters to enter the church from the side. The ceiling was undergoing renovation. It is supposedly keel-shaped, like the upside-down keel of a sailboat. There was an exposed crypt. On the high altar was a triptych of the Madonna and the Saints by Andrea Mantegna. He is supposed to have brought the Renaissance to Verona. The altarpiece was stolen by Napoleon, partly returned, taken again, and finally returned. The lower panels are still in the Louvre, and some in a museum in Tours, France. The marble chancel barrier had statues of Christ and the Apostles. In the chapel to the left of the apse was a large painted statue of Bishop San Zeno (was he black?). (N.B. Yes, he was North African.) I noted the carved Roman capitals on the columns in the nave. We left and sat on a fence to eat a breakfast of an orange and leftover panforte from Siena. A junkman in a horse-drawn wagon shakily played on his trumpet. We walked along the river to Castelvecchio and had a good view of the Ponte/Bridge Scaligeri with its Ghibelline battlements (v-notched). The bridge was rebuilt after being destroyed by the Germans in WWII.
Scaligeri Bridge from Castelvecchio
We entered Castelvecchio, the castle built by Cangrande II, and later used as a barracks by Napoleon. We turned right to buy the 2,000 ITL/$1.30 tickets.
Castelvecchio ticket
We passed through a gallery of Veronese statues and carvings. We then walked out under the Scaligeri Bridge, up some stairs, across a small bridge, and upon entering another building we were greeted by the ticket collector. We saw frescoes taken from around Verona, and lots of art, including Pisanello’s Madonna with the Quail, a Gentile Bellini Madonna and Child, and a Giovanni Bellini Madonna and Child. There were works by Stefano da Verona, Andrea Mantegna, Francesco Bonsignori, and Vittore Carpaccio. After two stories, we crossed back on a bridge to another building, where just outside there was the original statue from his tomb of the charming and ferocious Cangrande I greets visitors. He had a really silly grin, and even the horse looked silly! We entered a rather new gallery with much bigger canvases; by Francesco Morone, Girolamo dai Libri, and Paolo Veronese. Also paintings by Tiziano Vecellio, Lorenzo Lotto, Giovanni Battista Tiepolo, and Tintoretto. At the far end, we could look outside down at a reconstructed Roman arch. We walked downstairs and out, deciding to go to the Duomo.
We entered the old town through a Roman gate at Corso Porta Borsari. We worked opur way to the cathedral that stands on the site of a Temple of Minerva. The doorway was Lombard-Romanesque with bas reliefs by Niccolò. The interior had red marble pillars. The first chapel on the right was left lighted as someone explained to a group, so we took advantage to admire the Assumption altarpiece by Tiziano. The chancel was enclosed in a semi-circular marble balustrade. The cloisters were closed today. We exited through a Romanesque side door and headed down Via Duomo to the church of Sant’Anastasia, which had just closed at 12:30.
We made our way straight to the Roman amphitheater, the third largest after the Coliseum in Rome. Where is the second largest? (N.B. the Campania Amphitheater in Santa Maria Capua Vetere, Italy.) The Verona amphitheater was made largely from pink marble, and has been well-maintained.
Roman amphitheater
We paid 2,000 ITL/$1.30 to enter and take a look around.
Amphitheater ticket
It was set up for an opera.
Stage in the amphitheater
Amphitheater seating
In front of the arena was the Piazza Brà with its cypress trees and cafés. From the Piazza were large gates through the city wall.
We next headed to the tomb of Giulietta/Juliet, getting there through an arbor. We did not see access to the nearby chapel where allegedly Romeo and Juliet were secretly married. We paid 2,000 ITL/$1.30 to go across a small cloister and down into a crypt to see a deteriorating marble bathtub with mildewed flowers in it; Juliet’s tomb.
"Juliet's Tomb" ticket
We walked through a room of tombstones and then headed out. At the ticket desk, we saw a sign pointing to upper rooms, and checked those out. They had fresco fragments. Then we went down to the basement to see huge clay jugs. We bought postcards from a lady who sounded like she spoke through a tracheal stoma.
We took the long hike back to the train station, going through the city wall, and crossing a canal. First we ate lunch at the station’s self-service restaurant. I had pork wiener schnitzel, mostly breading, with mineral water.
Station restaurant lunch receipt
Then we retrieved our bags and went to catch the 14:04 train as shown on the board. But the official schedule had no such train. We had a great time people-watching until the 14:51 train to Milano. The station was busy with trains to and from Monaco! Monaco is Italian for the German city of München/Munich.
We arrived in Milano about 16:35, and walked through the grand Central Station and out across the huge square, right over to Hotel New York. I asked about a room and was told it would be 60,000 ITL/$39. We went ahead and took it. Another man took our bags and key, and ushered us into the elevator. He commented in Italian that we must be English because Marsha was so tall. He let us into the room, and Marsha gave him 1,000 ITL/65 cent bill. The man reached into his pocket to pull out a handful of change. Change for the tip? No, he had several foreign coins and wanted to change them for lire. He had no Swiss or U.S. coins, so we had to tell him, “Sorry!” Marsha noted that when I spoke Italian I used my hands!
The room was newly decorated with twin beds and had a full bath. It had a refrigerator and we had ourselves a cold drink. There was also a radio, but it had mostly classical music stations. We freshened up, then went to the front desk to ask for a map of Milano. They had this pitiful little map on which he circled the main sights.
We went out to the Metro and bought 8 tickets for 500 ITL/33 cents.
Milano Metro ticket
We weren’t sure as to where to go, so just took the first flight of stairs in time to catch a Metro train going south. We got off at Cadorna and transferred to the other line to go up to the Duomo. My notes on Milano were in advertently dropped in the San Lorenzo in Florence, and an usher snatched them up and crumpled them. I only realized that those were my notes when I found they were missing. But our sightseeing in Milano will only be basic anyway.
We came out of the Metro to see the magnificent white marble Gothic cathedral full of belfries, gables, pinnacles, and statues.
Milano Duomo/Cathedral
We entered through one of the several bronze doors to see stained glass windows galore. The ones in the façade were like paintings. Most were filled with small pictures. One on the left side was unusual with intense motion (archangels driving out Lucifer? fight between good and evil?). The front of the church and the transept were completely closed off, so we missed the tomb inspired by Michelangelo, or the curious statue of St Bartholomeo who was flayed alive, and now carries his skin over his shoulder. We were able to walk around to see the three bay windows of the apse.
Back out in Piazza del Duomo, we passed the modern plastic stalls that sold books. The Rinascente department store was still open, so we entered, and oh, it was air-conditioned! We looked for and found the big hair clips we have seen girls wearing all over Italy. We each bought a couple. Next we walked through the beautiful and large Galleria, an enclosed shopping arcade. Then the Piazza della Scala with the statue of Leonardo da Vinci.
Statue of Leonardo da Vinci
The façade of La Scala, the opera theater, was under scaffolding. We walked down Via Manzoni a couple blocks in search of the Motta chocolate shop, but only found a shell of a building. So we returned to the Galleria and decided to eat in a glass-enclosed café. It was the Downtown Restaurant connected to the Motta shops. We sat next to the menu that people outside stopped and studied. We had mineral water, and Marsha had a beer that was actually cold this time. She had a Greek rice salad, and I had a California salad (greens, but no lettuce, with meat and eggs and interesting little green tomatoes). Then Marsha had paella and I had a beefsteak pie, roast beef in a pastry crust. It was cold but great! We have had the best beef in Italy! Marsha finished with a cappuccino. We people-watched. A couple of men were arm in arm, but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything here. Marsha saw lots of good-looking guys going her way. I saw one! A couple fattish ugly men walked my way, and Marsha said their heads turned as they passed. Then they turned around and walked past us again, then u-turned to pass yet once more. It was another splurge meal for us at 50, 500 ITL/$33.
Downtown Restaurant dinner bill
 We walked through the Motta shop to see the candy, the bar, and the delicatessen, but there was no ice cream. We walked around the back of the cathedral, around the other side of the square, and beyond the Times Square-like neon-lighted buildings to Piazza Mercanti, where there was a Burghy fast-food restaurant. Otherwise the square was dead. On the other side of the scaffolded building we found the Palazzo dei Guireconsulti/of Jurisconsults, with a statue on the façade of St Ambrose teaching. Across from it was the Loggia degli Osii of black and white marble with a balcony from which penal sentences were read, and there were statues of saints. To the right was the Baroque palace of the Palatine schools, with an interesting entrance. There were statues of the poet Ausonius and St Augustine. We returned to the Piazza del Duomo, and went to a gelateria in the Galleria. Marsha got a cone, and I got a cup. We wandered as we ate, and found a Milano info center. We asked if they had a map of the city. No! We watched a symphony on four TVs in a window. Back to the Metro station to catch a train going north, changing at Loretto to go to the Central Station, thus having made a big circle on the Metro! We walked to the hotel to turn in. It was very hot, and we both turned around in our beds so that our heads were closer to the window.

Friday, July 15, 1983

Following Michelangelo: Bologna and Verona (7/15/1983)

Friday, July 15, 1983
Today we had a leisurely breakfast, then checked out of the hotel about 9:00. We were told the room would cost 54,000 ITL$35 per night, and had to send in a deposit of 55, 300 ITL/$36. It turns out the actual cost was 54,300 ITL/$35.20. Including the cost of the drink from the refrigerator, the total came to 174,900/$113.70 plus the deposit, a grand total of $230,600 ITL/$150 for four nights. Whereas the YMCA in Rome was our cheap hotel at about $25/night, this was our splurge at $36/night.
Hotel Paris bill
We went to the train station to catch the 9:50 train to Bologna. It had an air-conditioned First Class car from Austria (the train was headed to Vienna), so we rode in comfort even though the train was a half hour late! Our compartment included a Philippine couple on their way to Venice, and an old Hemingway-type American who spoke Italian with his seatmate, a real Italian. They talked of strikes. The Italian had been to Oklahoma for six months, and was most impressed by Juarez, where the U.S. and Mexico were like night and day.
Arrived about 11:30 and having dozed off, we missed seeing the Madonna di San Luca church on a hill outside Bologna, but connected to the city with a portico/arcade of 666 arches. We checked our bags in the train station and headed out into the big modern city. We cut through a modern building with shops on the ground floor, including a fast-food restaurant called Ping Pong. We followed the arcaded Via dell’Indipendenza. There were these arcades everywhere, and the law states they must be high enough to allow a man on horseback to pass through! They were certainly high enough! We came to Piazza del Nettuno with the fountain by Giambologna, and its giant bronze Neptune, suggesting the rough vigor of Bologna. On one side of the square was the Palazzo Comunale with a façade of structures from various periods. To the left was the 13C arcaded. In the center was the 16C building with a doorway by Alessi topped by a Mengali bronze statue of Pope Gregory XIII (born in Bologna and reformed the calendar). Above and to the left of the doorway was to be a terracotta Virgin and Child by Nicola dell’Arca, but that area was covered in scaffolding. To the right was the 15C Gothic façade with twin-bay mullioned windows. We entered and crossed the courtyard diagonally to a gently sloping staircase that horses once climbed. We went up two flights to the Farnese chamber with an inscription of Napoleon III’s proclamation to the Italians. We continued to the Galleria Comunale and Museum that was free, but we had to check our bags. We saw frescoed rooms and lots of paintings, many by “big” names. There were some statues, and several rooms with period furniture. One large room was painted with coats of arms. We found the Medici pills on one coat of arms.
After leaving, we noted the Gothic Palazzo dei Notai on the right, and beyond was the Basilica di San Petronio on Piazza Maggiore. Only the nave of the huge Gothic cathedral had been built. The lower façade was of “red” and white marble and the upper part hadn’t been faced with marble yet. The main doorway was by Jacopo della Quercia. On the tympanum sat the Virgin and Child between Sts Petronia and Ambrogio. The door frame had bas reliefs of Scenes from the Old and New Testaments and we noted the Adam and Eve reliefs. Inside to the left we found the fresco of the Martyrdom of San Sebastian by Giovanni da Modena in the fourth chapel. In the fifth was a floor of regional Faenza tiles/ceramics. In the seventh chapel was a Madonna by Lorenzo Costa from Ferrara and the tomb of Napoleon’s sister Eliza. On this side of the church, a sundial was marked out on the floor, the largest in Italy. Above us was the small hole that let in the sunlight for the sundial, but it was turned off today! It is here that the Council of Trent was held, where the Pope gave Italy to France. Legend states that Martin Luther became disgusted with the church while attending this council.
We crossed Piazza Maggiore with the Governor’s Palace designed by Aristotile Fioravante, who also designed the Kremlin’s Church of the Assumption. The Renaissance façade had arcades with Corinthian columns surmounted by a balustrade. The attic had oculi/small round windows. We went behind it to Palazzo Re Enzo facing Piazza del Nettuno. We peeked at the inner courtyard that was undergoing reconstruction. The staircase wasn’t so magnificent.
We then walked down Via Ugo Bassi, through arcades, to Piazza di Porta Ravegnana where seven streets converge in the medieval quarter. We saw the brick leaning towers of noble rival families.
Torre di Garisenda an
 Campanile di Santa Cristina
The taller one did not tilt as much and was built by the Asinelli family. The smaller one tilted much more, its poor foundation more obvious, and was built by the Garisenda family.
Torre di Garisenda and
Torre di Asinelli
To the right was the Renaissance Palazzo della Mercanzia/Merchants, with coats of arms of the guilds in the frieze. Beneath a balcony is a statue of Justice. Here court judgments and bankruptcies were announced.
We headed back to the San Domenico church, arriving in a side square to see horse and carriages. There were also a couple tombs held up on columns. We came to the front of the church and noticed all these people in 1920s costumes. A vintage car was moving along with a camera perched above it; a movie was being filmed. The actors were across the front of the church, so we tried to go in a side door, but it was locked. When the filming crew seemed to be taking a break, we went in the front door. The sixth chapel on the right held the tomb of San Domenico where Nicola Pisano did the bas reliefs of his life. Above was the arch designed by Niccolò da Bari, afterwards known as Niccolò dell’Arca.
Michelangelo's Angel on the lower corner
Michelangelo did the kneeling angel on the right, holding a candle, and St Proculus, the virile warrior to the far right, and St Petronius protecting Bologna (holding a model of the city?). It was hard to see the inlaid stalls in the chancel. We left the church, stepping over picnicking actors.
We walked down the arcaded Via Farina to Via Santo Stefano. At Piazza Santo Stefano was the Basilica Di Santa Stefano which is made up of several churches; on the far left was Sts Vitale & Agricola, in the center the Basilica del Sepolcro/Holy Sepulchre, where Petronius is buried, and to the right the Trinità. It was closed, so we were unable to see the basin in which Pontius Pilate supposedly washed his hands of responsibility of the verdict of Christ. San Giacomo Maggiore on Via Zamboni was also closed. We noted that all the major streets were arcaded. We headed over to Piazza dell’8 Agosto, where a huge market was underway. After wandering through several aisles, we went back to Piazza dell’Indipendenza to the Ping Pong restaurant for lunch.
Ping Pong lunch receipt
We had a 10-minute wait for our fish sandwich and chicken. Fast food, indeed… My fish sandwich had two fish sticks, and Marsha had unidentifiable chunks of dark meat. The fries were not great. I did have a very chocolate milk shake.
We returned to the train station to use the restroom, buy postcards, and retrieve our luggage.
Baggage check ticket
We caught the 16:05 train to Verona, arriving about 18:00. We first searched for a tourist bureau and/or the Help for Young Women bureau. We found the latter and when I asked about lodging, the old lady asked if I wanted a hotel. If possible, so she took us outside to a board listing hotels. I thought this bureau could help with any kind of lodging, and asked about a youth hostel. The old lady decided to help us a little more, and pulled out a directory that included prices. She pointed out a few good ones in the price range of 20-30,000 ITL/$13-19.50. But we just wanted the youth hostel at 8,000 ITL/$5 per person. I had come to the bureau because I was afraid that the hostel/hotels might be booked, and didn’t want to waste our time and energy going from place to place. The lady said she would call the hostel to see if they had room. Thank goodness! But then she asked for the gettone/token to make the call! What was the phone on her desk for? I gave her 100 ITL/7 cents and she left. She came back saying to hurry, they only had two beds left. She gave us directions, telling us to take bus #2 to Piazza dell’Erbe, then ask directions to Via Pigna.
Directions to the youth hostel
 So we bought a couple bus tickets for 400 ITL/25 cents each.
Verona bus ticket
We waited and waited for a bus, worrying about the need to hurry. Finally the bus came and took us into the heart of Verona. We got off in the tiny Piazza dell’Erbe, which had a busy market. We walked to one end of the square to a policeman who was giving someone else directions. We waited our turn, then were told to go to the opposite end of the square, turn right, then left, and ask again! So we walked through the market again, where one stall sold birds, and went right, then left. After a block, I asked a lady who told me it was the next street farther. So we found the Casa delle Giovane at Via Pigna #7. The door was bare and locked, but I found a doorbell. There was an intercom speaker and we were asked our business, so I explained that we asked at the train station and were told there were two beds. We were buzzed in, and entered a courtyard to walk up to the second floor. A lady took our passports, and asked if we could come back later as she was alone, and someone had to show us to the room. But she ended up finding a kitchen helper to mind the office as she took us the winding way to a room on the third floor. The room itself was two stories, and we were shown the beds on the lower floor. The lady came back and told us we could have the upper beds if we wished. We did so wish, because the open windows afforded a breeze up there. We had been given sheets and a pillowcase, so we set about making up two of the three beds on the upper level. We had a great view over the rooftops of Verona.
View from hostel of the Duomo/Cathedral
View from the hostel with the Sant'Anastasia campanile
We were also given the rules of the house, in English, that indicated we should pay upon admittance.

Hostel regulations
So after washing up, we went down to pay our 8,000 ITL/$5. Then let ourselves out of the wooden door in the courtyard to head back to Piazza dell’Erbe. The sidewalks were generally made with pinkish stone. This square seemed too small to once have been a forum for chariot races. The fruit and flower market was still in business. At one end was the Palazzo Maffei with the Torre/Tower Gardello to its left. Down along the right was the medieval Domus Mercatorum/Merchant House crowned with battlements. On the left were the houses of Mazzante with painted façades, and the Torre Lamberti to its right. Among the market stalls we found the Venetian column topped by the Lion of St Mark, then a fountain with a Roman statue known as the Madonna of Verona, a structure that looked like a small gazebo on four columns, the Capitello, for proclaiming decrees and sentences, and finally a column with a relief of the Virgin Mary.
We continued down Via Capello to #23, where we entered a courtyard. This was considered to be the house of the Capulets, which was Juliet’s family in “Romeo and Juliet.” A statue of Giulietta/Juliet stood below a balcony, and a plaque on the wall had a Shakespeare quote in Italian and English. “What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! It is my lady. O, it is my love!”
Courtyard of "Juliet's house"
with statue and balcony
"Juliet's balcony"
Another guidebook gave directions to Juliet’s house on Via Crocioni on Piazza Viviani, but we couldn’t find those places on our inadequate map (N.B. the wrong information, anyway!). Thus, we were unable to find Via Trota to take us to what is considered Romeo’s house at Casa Montecchi/Montague!
We went back in search of Piazza dei Signori, and turned too soon off Piazza dell’Erbe. We found ourselves in a courtyard where nothing corresponded to the description. We went one block over, and found the correct square. Looking back at the arch (Arco della Costa/Arch of the Rib) we entered, we saw that the whale rib bone does hang there! There were no pigeons or children in the square, but Dante was there in the center. On the side from which we had come was the town hall with the brick and stone Lamberti Tower and its octagonal summit. Connected by an arch, the Law Courts kept its Renaissance courtyard well hidden. On the far side of Piazza dei Signori was the former residence of the Scaligeri family with a classical doorway. To the left was the arcaded Loggia del Consiglio, the purest Renaissance building in Verona. Up near the left corner we climbed the five pink marble steps to a tiny Piazza Mazzanti with a pink marble well and old houses with balconies.
Piazza Mazzanti with well
One had an outside stairway. We exited Piazza dei Signori opposite to the whale rib to find the tombs of the Scaligeris. The sarcophagi were held high on columns and had the family coat of arms, including a ladder. The two largest and tallest tombs belonged to Mastino II and Consignorio, and both were Gothic with marble balustrades and wrought iron grilles. Over the door of the church of Santa Maria Antica was the tomb of Cangrande I. On the summit of the church was an equestrian statue of him. The other two tombs also were topped with equestrian statues. We walked across the street into a courtyard of the former residence of the Scaligeris, which had an even nicer pink marble well. We returned to the Piazza dei Signori to find a table at an outdoor café of a pizzeria, the Impero. I had spaghetti carbonara, which had regular ham in it. Marsha had a calzone. Later an accordionist came out to play show tunes. Our bill was only 9,900 ITL/$6.45.
Impero Pizzeria dinner bill      
We returned to the Casa delle Giovane by 21:00 and stated our names in the intercom to gain admittance. We were taken to our tower room where two girls had taken the lower two beds. The showers could be used until 22:00. There were no lamps in the room, and the girls below us went to sleep. Marsha went to the bathroom to read, while I sat and admired the view from our window. Someone in a room near us had a television, and it was pretty loud. It was breezy cool.

Thursday, July 14, 1983

Following Michelangelo: Siena (7/14/1983)

Thursday, July 14, 1983
We wakened at our usual 7:30 and had breakfast at the buffet. We then walked to the main post office where Marsha bought stamps. It was easier to figure 10 x 550 ITL/36 cents. We continued to Ponte Vecchio and crossed to the Palazzo Pitti. It was pouring rain as we walked there. We bought the 3,000 ITL/$2 ticket and climbed the stairs to the Palatina Gallery, bypassing the Modern Art Gallery that required another ticket.
Going down the left side of the gallery, we saw most of the eleven Rafaellos, but the main ones, such as the Madonna of the Chair, were being restored. We did see the Grand Duke’s Madonna, but couldn’t find La Fornarina at all. We saw Filippo Lippi’s Descent from the Cross, and San Marco by Fra Bartolomeo. We saw only a couple Andrea del Sartos, and saw the portrait of Tommaso Inghirami by Raffaello instead of del Sarto. We did see the St John the Baptist by del Sarto, but no scenes from the life of Joseph. There were many works by Tiziano Vecelli including Concert, and portraits of Pope Julius, a Man in Black (with a different title, Pietro Aretino!), and La Bella. We couldn’t pick out the Man with Gray Eyes. By Jacopo Tintoretto: Venus, Vulcan and Cupid, and a Madonna. By Peter Paul Rubens: Isabella Clara, Consequences of War, and the second time around we saw the Four Philosophers. Coming back the other side of the gallery we saw paintings by Paolo Veronese, Anthony Van Dyck (Portrait of Bentivoglio), Dosso Dossi (Mystic) and Frans Pourbus. We went through the first gallery again to reach the stairs to go out to the garden. We exited the garden, and had to go around to the entrance to get back in! We then went to the Silver Museum, which was included in our ticket. It actually had very little silver! Carvings, inlaid wood, dollhouses, lots of ivory, porcelain, religious treasures, etc.
We then went back across the river to the Baptistery, and this time it was open! We entered to see where Dante Alighieri was baptized, and found the section of marble pavement that shows the signs of the zodiac. The dome was covered with mosaics showing scenes from both the Old and New Testaments around the Last Judgment. Christ dominates the scene and to his right was Inferno with a monster-devil eating people. We saw Donatello’s tomb of the Antipope John XXIII with Faith, Hope, and Charity. The marble pulpit was by Nicola Pisano.
We went to the train station to catch the 11:40 train to Siena.
FS ETR 302 Settebello train in the station
First Class was just one set of seats on both sides of the aisle! We arrived about 13:30 to clearer skies. We crossed the street to the bus stop, and saw a sign stating tickets had to be purchased before boarding. Back in the train station we found where to buy the 300 ITL/20 cent tickets.
Siena bus ticket
We boarded the first bus to come by, that took us up Via Garibaldi and we got off at the end of Via Montanini. We walked up the fairly empty pedestrian street, stopping at a couple displays of photos from the Palio. We came to Piazza Salimbeni with its three palazzos, and continued past Piazza Tolomei. We tried a slice of panforte marca oro/gold brand fruit cake, to see if it had chocolate in it. Nope! But it was good. Marsha bought some packaged spice cakes. We then went to Piazza del Campo, which was cleared out and empty. We counted the eleven streets leading into the square, and checked out the fountain. We went into the courtyard of Palazzo Pubblico/Town Hall for a view of the Torre del Mangia. We entered the Palazzo Pubblico Museum for 2,000 ITL/$1.30.
Palazzo Pubblico Museum tickret
We were directed right up the stairs into a highly decorated room (frescoes, etc.). We went left to the Priors’ Room with frescoes of the life of the Sienese Pope Alexander III. We found the chapel behind a railing frescoed by Taddeo di Bartolo. We examined the choir stalls with inlaid backs illustrating the Creed. We entered the Globe Room to see most of the Maestà/Virgin Surrounded by Saints by Simone Martini. Opposite was his portrait of a Sienese General (Guidoriccio da Fogliano). In the next room were the frescoes of Ambrogio Lorenzetti, called the Effects of Good Government. A back room had religious artifacts.
We walked over to Via di Città to see the courtyard of the Palazzo Chigi-Saracini. Then  followed Via del Capitano past the Palazzo di Giustizia/Justice to the Duomo. We entered the cathedral to admire the paving, to see Bernini’s statues in the Chapel of the Virgin of Siena. We continued around the ambulatory to Nicola Pisano’s pulpit. We found what we determined to be the tomb of Cardinal Riccardo Petroni by Tino di Camaino. Saw Donatello’s bronze St John the Baptist, and finally found the real Piccolomini Altarpiece with four sculptures by Michelangelo. We had to guess a bit as to which ones were Sts Peter and Paul, and Popes Gregory and Pius. We were never sure about the St Francis he did after Pietro Torrigiani. We went to the gift shop where postcards confirmed which statues were Sts Peter and Paul.
Piccolomini Library ticket
We paid 1,000 ITL/65 cents to enter the Piccolomini Library with its colorful frescoes by Pinturicchio around the dome, containing three-dimensional gold ornaments (jewelry, buckles, knives, etc.). The most colorful (and with more gold paint) were those over the door depicting the Betrothal of emperor Frederick III, and Aeneas Receiving the Cardinal’s Hat. All were scenes from the life of Pope Pius II, whose books were to be kept here. Now there are illuminated manuscripts. We were disappointed that the portrait by Raffaello was not there. We went out a side door and saw the aisle and façade of the originally planned Duomo. We entered the Duomo Museum for 2,000 ITL/$1.30.
Duomo/Cathedral Musuem ticket
On the ground floor was the statue gallery with sculptures by Pisano. We couldn’t tell which one was the Three Graces, a copy of the Greek Praxiteles. Upstairs in a dark room, where only the paintings were lighted, there was a section of a Maestà/Virgin Surrounded by Saints by Duccio. It was the original altarscreen in the Duomo and the missing parts are in other countries including the U.S. and U.K. There was a back room showing diagrams of the Duomo pavement. We didn’t see a treasury, but upstairs we saw more paintings, mostly by Sienese artists. A few were gone for restoration like Simone Martini’s Agostino Novello and the Four Miracles. There was a primitive painting on wood of the Madonna with Large Eyes.
We went around behind the Duomo to go down some stairs. Partway down was a crypt with statues. We continued down tot the Baptistery, which was very dark so as to not see the frescoes. In the center was the font (1429) by Jacopo della Quercia. He was the last of the artists to work on the bas reliefs of the life of St John the Baptist. Ghiberti did the Baptism of Chirst and John Before Herod. Donatello did the Head of St John Presented to Herod. We found the wooden statue of St John by della Quercia.
Next we headed to the Basilica di San Domenico. This time I found the real portrait of St Catherine by Lippo Vanni, at the end of the nave and up some stairs. We stopped at the Chapel of St Catherine, where someone was explaining that the shrunken head was the skull covered with clay to protect it. I still think it is a mummified head.
now we walked across town to the rival Basilica di San Francesco, which was large and bare, having been restored in the 19C. In the first chapel to the left of the chancel was a fresco of the Crucifixion by Pietro Lorenzetti. In the third chapel to the left was a fresco by Ambrogio Lorenzetti showing St Louis of Toulouse before Boniface VIII (right) and the Martyrdom of the Franciscans in Ceuta (left). Another chapel held the miraculously preserved Hosts that were stolen and desecrated.
We walked back to Via dei Montanini where I bought a small panforte, called Oro/Gold, from Nannini. We sat in the Loggia dei Mercanti to try this fruitcake, and it didn’t have chocolate in it either! We went to wait for a bus at Piazza Matteoti, and took it to the train station, arriving in plenty of time for the 18:13 train to Firenze. Decided just to sit in 2nd Class as it didn’t make much difference!

Arrived in Firenze at nearly 20:00, and went to the hotel to dump our things before going to Piazza della Repubblica to have dinner. Only one of the two restaurants was open, Fiorino d’Oro/Gold Florin. We sat outside under the canopy and waited forever for a waiter, who was very busy. Yet a mâitre d’ was pulling people off the street to eat here. The pizza maker inside kept us entertained. We had mineral water, and Marsha also has a beer. I had lasagna verde/green with Tuscan beans in oil. The beans were excellent and the lasagna was mediocre. Marsha had peppers sautéed in oil and a minestrone. Sha had wanted a cannelloni soup, but they had run out. Then she asked for a calzone, but was told it would take at least 20 minutes to make. Since she was hungry, too, she also had green lasagna. The bill was under 20,000 ITL/$13. We decided we were too full to go across the square to Gilli’s for ice cream. We stood outside a dance club to hear the band play for a while before returning to the hotel. The sky was a neat purple color.
Marsha in the hotel room

Wednesday, July 13, 1983

Following Michelangelo: Firenze/Florence II (7/13/1983)

Wednesday, July 13, 1983
After an early breakfast we hurried to the Galleria dell’Accademia, arriving about 8:40. There was already a line, but not terribly long. Marsha got in line and I had time to mail our postcards at the post office before the Accademia opened at 9:00. We paid the 3,000 ITL/$2 to see David, who was already visible.
Galleria dell'Accademia ticket
But we were directed into the rooms of paintings that we studiously studied. We went down the aisle to see four of Michelangelo’s unfinished prisoners or slaves, meant for the tomb of Pope Julius II. They have been likened to classical statues, not only because of their style, but because they lack limbs and heads like the classical statues in the Louvre! (We saw two of the series of prisoners in Paris at the Louvre.) There was also an unfinished St Matthew, meant for the Duomo. Then an unfinished Pietà with Mary and Magdalene.
Michelangelo's Pietà
And finally the immense, and fully finished, heroic David. The key is his right hand holding a stone.
Michelangelo's David
We saw where the left arm had been broken into three pieces. The torso is supposed to be classic Greek, but the head and hands are rough and tough Tuscan. While Marsha examined David closely, I walked into the two side wings to look over the paintings. To the right were famous names, but none to the left. I continued to another room with older paintings and altarpieces. I returned to Marsha, who told me about a young blind man who had come in and wanted to touch David. Guards stood all around to keep people from touching the statue, but upon understanding this guy was blind, they allowed him to reach up the pedestal where he could just reach David’s foot.
After leaving the Accademia, we went to the Duomo, where the interior frescoed dome was completely covered in screened scaffolding. We saw the stained glass windows in the chancel done by Donatello, Paolo Uccello, Andrea da Castagno, and Lorenzo Ghiberti. The chancel had a marble balustrade and a Benedetto da Maiano crucifix. Doors to either side of the altar had Luca della Robbia terracottas in the tympanium showing the Resurrection and Ascension. This chancel is where the Pazzi conspiracy tried to  kill Giuliano and Lorenzo Medici as they bowed their heads for the consecration of the Host. Lorenzo managed to escape.
We couldn’t go into the transept, as only the confessionals were open and guards kept out the tourists. I suppose I could have gone to confession to see the frescoes more closely. From afar on the left we saw a fresco depicting Dante explaining the Divine Comedy (Inferno, Purgatory, and Paradise) to Florence. Closer to the door were two nearly identical frescoes of equestrian statues. On the right was Uccello’s fresco of John Hawkwood, a mercenary general who worked for Florence. The Republic had promised him a statue, but they were too cheap to spend the money, so had a painting done of a statue for him. On the left was Castagno’s equestrian fresco.
Next we went to the Bargello Museum, paying 2,000 ITL/$1.30 to enter.
Bargello ticket
The Bargello was once a prison, then the residence of the Bargello/Constable. We walked around the courtyard to the left, passing various reclining figures on sarcophagi. We continued upstairs, passing through a couple rooms of figurines and weapons, armor, etc. We arrived at the large hall displaying works by Donatello, including St George, St John the Baptist as a boy, then a youth (or else as a youth and then a young man!), and especially his effeminate David. Plus another David. There were models done by Ghiberti and Brunelleschi of the Sacrifice of Abraham, a panel for the Baptistery bronze door competition.
In the next area were bronze animals by Giambologna meant for the Medici garden. We saw the famously posed Mercury, better known as the FTD florist man, by Giambologna, as well as his little Rape of the Sabines. Up more stairs to the room of della Robbia terracottas. The St George for the Orsanmichele was apparently being restored. We may have seen a lot of Benvenuto Cellini models, but only recognized Perseus holding Medusa’s head. Spotted another statue of David, this time by Andrea del Verrocchio. We went down to the courtyard and around to the left to reach the ground floor area highlighting the Michelangelo pieces. First there were works of his school, then Ammannati’s Leda and Swan. Then Michelangelo’s Bacchus, Brutus, and the unfinished Apollo.
Michelangelo's Bacchus
There was also the Tondo Pitti with Mary reading to Christ and St John the Baptist, where we pretended we could see the various carving alphabets used in this relief!
Michelangelo's Tondo Pitti
There was also Giambologna’s bust of Michelangelo and sculptures by other artists.
We headed down several blocks to Casa Buonarotti, designed by Michelangelo for his nephew, and paid the 2,500 ITL/$1.60 entry fee.
Casa Buonarotti ticket
The ground floor rooms contained the collection of Michelangelo’s great-nephew, Michelangelo the Younger. In the first room was another unfinished prisoner sculpture of Michelangelo. In another were Hercules and Cacus. In the following rooms were paintings, chests, and knickknacks. A front room had several portraits of Michelangelo, including a self-done sketch of himself wearing a turban. Next we went upstairs where nearly all the rooms were lined with copies of all his sketches. In a back room was a deteriorating torso, thought to be a model of the river god meant for the Medici Chapel. Another room had more paintings. A central room had the wooden carving of a cross for the Santo Spirito Church, where the head faces the opposite direction as the legs. In the front room was the Battle of the Centaurs on one wall, a writhing mass of bodies in relief. On the other wall was the Madonnas of the Steps, where again, we only see the back of Christ’s head. A long side gallery was painted as a memorial to Michelangelo. One room had paintings showing events in his life and honors he received. Another room had Buonarotti family portraits. The guard asked Marsha in highly accented English is she wanted him to explain about Michelangelo. She answered “Ja, ja,” which threw him a bit, so he said asked again. She repeated “Ja, ja,” so he went on with his spiel about Michelangelo being born prematurely when his mother fell off a horse. His accent was so bad, it was difficult to understand him. The guard also told Marsha he was born in the U.S. and lived there until he was 10 years old. We continued to the room of architectural drawings, then we were done.
We took a side street to Piazza Santa Croce, and entered the church, walking down the left aisle past many tombs and over tombstones. The chapel at the end of the left transept had Donatello’s Crucifix (which Brunelleschi tried to surpass in Santo Maria Novella?). It is supposed to be modeled on the figure of a plowman, and it did have a rougher face than most Christ figures. The chancel was frescoed by Agnolo Gaddi. The first chapel to the right was the Peruzzi Chapel with a tempura of the Life of St Francis by Giotto. You could see at his death, the saint was checking his stigmata. Tempura survived less well than fresco in the next chapel, the Bardi Chapel, with the Life of St John by Giotto. The following chapel had the tomb of the daughter and wife of Joseph Bonaparte, brother of Napoleon. We tried to go in the Pazzi Chapel, but it was closed on Wednesdays. We went through the sacristy and gift shop, and saw displays of restoring a painting there in the hall. We checked out a couple more side chapels, highly frescoed. Going back along the right aisle, we saw Donatello’s bas relief of the Annunciation near the fifth altar. We noted Galileo Galilei’s tomb on the opposite, side, then on this side we saw Niccolò Machiavelli’s tomb, Dante Alighieri’s memorial, and finally Michelangelo’s tomb.
We left and crossed the piazza to go down a back street to Via Isole delle Stinche and the famous ice cream parlor of Vivoli’s to have ice cream. We hiked down to the river, crossed Ponte alle Grazie and went along the river to the Torre di San Niccolò, and then began zigzagging up the hillside to Piazzale Michelangelo. There was a huge copy of Michelangelo’s David in the center, and a hazy view down on the city of Florence and across to Fiesole.
View of Florence from Piazzale Michelangelo
We went to a café where we had large drinks, and it was pleasantly cool where we sat in the shade. We continued hiking uphill, past the San Salvatore al Monte church to the Minato al Monte. Unfortunately it was closed, not to reopen until 15:30, hours later! We could take in the green and white marble façade with the sparkling mosaics in mostly gold. From afar we could better see the tower that Michelangelo defended by covering it with mattresses in 1530 during a siege of the city resulting in the Medicis being reinstated. Across a side valley, we could see Forte Belvedere with the Medici villa that was their fortress and treasury. We decided against continuing to hike to Forte Belvedere, instead going down a long stairway towards Palazzo Pitti. We stopped to window shop, and check out a gift shop and a stationery shop with marbled paper, where Marsha bought a couple notebooks. We found the Palazzo Pitti had just closed the ticket office at 13:30!
Palazzo Pitti, entrance to Buontalenti Grotto
The courtyard was set up for a Martha Graham ballet. The palace was built by the banker family of Pitti, but later purchased by the Medici family. Next we tried the Santo Spirito Church that was closed, as was the Santa Maria del Carmine Church. All would reopen at 15:30. So we decided to go to the hotel to rest.
At about 15:30, we started off again, going first to the Ognissanti Church with the Luca della Robbia Coronation of Mary over the main door. We went to the refectory on the left to see signs pointing to Ghirlandaio’s Last Supper painting in the cloister. But the cloister was empty with locked doors. We entered the church and in a chapel to the left was the robe supposedly worn by St Francis when he received the stigmata. There were frescoes in the sacristy.
We left to cross the river and go back to Santa Maria del Carmine. We entered to go to the Brancacci Chapel in the right transept. It was partially covered by scaffolding, but you could still see some of the frescoes including Massacio’s The Tribute. On the far left, St Peter finds money in a fish’s mouth as in the center, Christ is directing St Peter, and on the far right St Peter is paying the money. Massacio was interested in form, not beauty and color, but the painting had both beauty and color, too. Massacio also did the Banishment of Adam & Eve, St Peter Baptizing, and in the lower part, St Peter begging, healing the sick, and preaching. A friend of Michelangelo, Francesco Granacci, posed as the Emperor’s nephew raised from the dead. The sacristy had more frescoes, and then we went down into the cloisters. One room had an exhibit explaining how frescoes were made and compared different techniques that brought out or hid colors and tones. The process was shown step-by-step. We went through the cloisters and back out through the church.
We walked over to Santo Spirito, where supposedly Michelangelo did dissections in the monastery infirmary! We searched the church for Filippo Lippi’s Madonna. There were Madonnas all over the place and several in Lippi’s style. We figured his must be the one behind the railing where it was better protected.
We crossed back over the river and went to Santa Trinità Church. In the Sassetti Chapel to the far right of the chancel, we found the Ghirlandaio fresco of the Life of St Francis, and above the altar, his Adoration of the Shepherds. It was very dark and we didn’t have the proper change to turn on the lights. Then we saw a tourist making his way from one chapel to another, turning on the lights. We waited at the Sassetti Chapel, but when he got there, he exited out the door. We saw him cross the street and look in a shop window. We wandered around listening to a monk playing the organ. Then this tourist came back in the church and went into the sacristy. He was gone a long time, before coming out to the Sassetti Chapel. He stood there reading his book. We were tired of waiting and started to leave, when he finally put in the coins to light up the chapel! We hurried back to get a look at the Sassetti Chapel, then wanted to give the guy money. I was too chicken, but Marsha went to press the money in the guy’s hands. But he refused it and coins scattered all over. It turned out he was American. So we were able to enjoy the frescoes and paintings.
We walked over to the Mercato Nuove or della Paglia/New or Straw Market with the roofed-over stalls selling straw and leather goods. We found cheap postcards there. We walked over to Piazza della Signoria and down the street of sidewalk artists to see caricature artists at work. Then to the Ponte Vecchio, where Marsha bought Murano glass picture frames. We walked up Via Por Santa Maria, passing the New Market on the south side where we found the bronze suckling pig that looks like a boar. We overheard someone say you donate money and rub his shiny nose for luck. So we did! 
We followed Via Calzaiolo in search of Perche No/”Why not” ice cream shop. Marsha spotted it down a side street, so we had more ice cream! We went to the Baptistery to find it was closed again. We returned to the hotel for showers, before going down to Piazza San Marco where I had heard you catch the #7 bus to Fiesole. We bought bus tickets in a gelateria/ice cream shop.
Florence bus ticket 
We waited about 20 minutes for a crowded bus that arrived at 19:45. We rode through the streets of Florence, then up and out of the city, then just up and up the hillside. Already we had view down onto Florence before being deposited in Piazza Mino da Fiesole. We checked the bus schedule for the return trip, then began looking around Fiesole where Leonardo da Vinci’s favorite activity was flying off its hills! The relatively small and simple Cattedrale di Fiesole was on one side of the square. We walked up a steep back street to a terrace for a view of Florence below.
View from Fiesole
On the right as we climbed was the Church of Sant’Alessandro, built on the site of a temple. On the top of the hill was the monastery of St Francis, but it was closed. We returned to the Piazza and went behind the Cattedrale in hopes of seeing a San Romano by della Robbia. No luck.
The Bandini Museum was closed, and the Roman Amphitheater was open, but open for an evening performance. We returned to the piazza for a place to eat. There was along line at the pizzeria, so we thought to splurge for a steak at the hotel restaurant, and eat on the terrace. But they were fully booked. We crossed the square to Ristorante Mario to sit in the back in their enclosed terrace. We were able to watch the sky turn great shades of blue! Marsha ordered a quarter liter of white wine and we had mineral water. Marsha had the green gnochetti and I had tortellini in broth. Next we both had the Bistecca fiorentina/Beefsteak Florentine. It cost 2,300 ITL/$1.50 per hettogram, and we had no idea what a hettogram was! (N.B. A het’togram is 100 grams.) We couldn’t even say how much we wanted. So we did as recommended, we shared a portion. We each ended up with about a pound of an inch-thick steak grilled over a fire. It was great, but we were shaking in our boots, fearful of what the bill would be! Marsha finished with a cappuccino. Our waiter kept tossing his head to get his hair out of his eyes. Well, our bill arrived, and we were very much relieved that the cost was less than the night before, and this time we had lots to eat. The total was 43,120 ITL/$28.
Ristorante Mario dinner bill
We caught the 22:25 bus which took us to the train station in Florence, and from there we returned to the hotel.