I always joke with Danny about how Italians are so much more passionate and emotional than my Australian counterparts. Whether we’re talking about history, politics, relationships or food – Danny and his friends will always put forward an intensely passionate view on that topic.
We drove to Tuscany to celebrate Fabrizio’s birthday and a group of us spent one morning exploring the town of Lucca. For everybody else it seemed like a normal day, but for me I unexpectedly found myself immersed in Italian culture as the five others engaged in a hot debate about the art history of the town.
We entered Lucca through the city walls that stand tall and intact around the ancient and medieval town.
Say ‘Ciao’ to the gang …
And little old me.
Tommaso and Jessica studied art history at university in Rome, which was great for us to gain an insight into the architecture of the buildings.
For example, this cathedral started construction in the 11th century but the three big arches at the front were added in the 13th century.
And for this church – the lower part of the facade is in Romanesque style, while its upper part is a mixture of other styles.
I’m not so knowledgable when it comes to Italian architecture, but I do know a few things about European designers …
We wandered the narrow streets of Lucca until we reached the town’s famous amphitheatre.
The amphitheatre was originally built as a centre of entertainment for spectacles and gladiator games.
It its heyday it could hold as many as ten thousand spectators, but these days it’s a town plaza closed in an circle of medieval houses.
We arrived at yet another church.
But by this time, I was art histor-ied out! A girl can only walk so far in Italy without a gelato stop.
While the others went inside the church of San Frediano, I more than happily went hunting by myself for the best gelato in Lucca.
May I present to you … happiness in a wafer cone!
In true Italian style, we were running late to get back to the car before our parking was due to expire.
But it was a picturesque adventure getting lost in the beautiful streets of Lucca.
And of course, Italians don’t mind being late for a bit of this …
Now that’s amore!
Ciao Tuscany! You were delightful as always!