This is the Ponte Vecchio, where you've probably already all been. It's all jewelry shops. Jeff humored me by letting me stare in all the windows until I got sick of it. It's apparently one of the worst places for being pick-pocketed in Italy -- likely because it's packed shoulder-to-shoulder with tourists and everyone is distracted by window shopping.
I just thought this produce shop was pretty. I will also add that ALL of the produce we had while we were on the trip was amazing, especially the tomatoes. Commenting on this really makes me feel like I'm my grandma, but I've been buying all kinds of tomatoes, melons, and other fruits and veggies since I've been back and they're really not the same. They don't look as good or taste as good, which is odd because it doesn't seem like the growing conditions in California and Italy should be very different.
The pictures below of are a butcher's shop. No way I couldn't take photos of small, stuffed wild boar, dressed as Renaissance-era diners. I hope they're not eating prosciutto.
3 comments:
Sexy hairy chest that pig has.
Tony is that you?
Nope... just someone else who knows how much you appreciate a hairy chest.
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