Florence, Italy — October 12, 2016
We must say goodbye to Florence, city of art, antiquity, renaissance and style. To bid farewell, Martin and I walked to the Ponte Vecchio just before sunset. Lingering at a wine bar on the banks of the Arno awaiting the culmination of the day, we suddenly leaped up. The hour had arrived — 6:35 to be exact. Down on the table went the euros and out the door we dashed, cameras in hand. I kept walking down the river to follow the light and capture the light. As light dimmed, night’s lights emerged.