Duomo

This morning I visited the Duomo. My book describes it as a ‘late-Gothic wonder’ with 135 spires. It’s marble façade is shaped into pinnacles, statues and pillars, the whole held together by a web of flying buttresses.

For the first time in Italy my bag has been glanced into when I went into a church . There were many signs up – no photos – but no one to police the signs and many people taking photos. I found the flashes almost intrusive. I went up onto the roof - good views – you were sort of amongst the spires (and the other tourists).

On the way back to my hotel ( half an hour walk from the centre) I passed a shop selling upmarket small children’s clothes and nanny outfits – like in the movies – waisted demure dresses with little collar and cuffs and white apron with a trim to match the dress.

Tomorrow I leave for home. I will have to think carefully about my planned 6 week trip next year. I am currently too tired for safety and certainly not firing on all cylinders. Once I get my boarding passes tomorrow I can sleep off and on for many hours.