by Lorenzo Piccoli
Last Friday I had to go to the hospital in the early morning and then, on my way back, I decided to try a new road. I was sure I could take a secondary street Dani uses every morning when he drives to his workplace. The street does exist, in fact, but I missed it. It didn’t take long to realize I was completely lost in the Tuscan countryside.
Which, incidentally, made me think of how another beauty of Florence: it takes less than 15 minutes to get out of the centre and find yourself surrounded by trees, hills, cows, and monasteries. And so it was. I missed all the meetings I had scheduled for the day, but at the same time I had an incredibly pleasant morning driving up and down the hills and enjoying the view from places I didn’t even knew could exist. I’d reccomened everybody to get lost every now and then.