It is my last day in Florence. My flight is at noon so I savor my remaining hours.

I had saved a croissant and Nutella from the day before and the concierge of my hotel makes me a cappuccino. I sit on a folded towel in the chair on my balcony because it is a little damp from the rain and dwell on my amazing trip.

I decide to walk to the Market Centrale to get a sandwich for travel. The stalls outside are already set up.

Inside it busier than I expect but less people than when I visited at lunch on my last visit.

I say goodbye to my little room and head to the airport.

Day seven was a day of rest and relaxation. Day eight was the day we left the castle and it was a rainy one.

We normally ate all of our meals outside but that morning breakfast was enjoyed inside this room.

Our drive back to Florence followed the Arno river.

I checked into a new hotel for the night.

The room is small but has a cute balcony.

I decide to go out and make the most of my last full day in Florence. This includes getting sorbetto at two different places. I eat four flavors: pear, lemon, grapefruit and raspberry.

I take advantage of the rainy afternoon to finally visit the Duomo. Because it is free to the public the lines are usually epic.

Inside I cannot get enough of the dynamic floor.

The marble designs of the exterior are so entrancing. The peachy pink and green are so beautiful.

The neighborhood by my last hotel had many vintage shops.

Even this cafe was called the Vintage Cafe. 🙂

My last dinner in Florence was beef stew. It was warm and comforting. I went to bed early to prepare for a long day of travel.

I had to check out of my hotel after breakfast. I hoped it would not be my last nutella toast/croissant of the trip!

I had wanted to meet up with my sister before we traveled to the Tuscan countyside that afternoon but it did not happen. Instead I had fun seeing many more things.

In a cute shop called Scout I found many American brands and many things with Snoopy emblazoned on them.

I bought myself perfume at Spezeierie Palazzo Vecchio.

I walked around and I mailed many postcards!

I met my sister and her family at the lion door knocker with googly eyes and we departed to the next part of our trip.

I find Castelo Di Ristonchi is as beautiful as I imagined.

For dinner I make a lovely cheese-less pizza and drink a spritz that has equal parts Aperol and Campari. It is a perfect end to this day.