I had been to Florence when I interrailed with Alison when I was 18. And it was like I had never left. Not just because the city was the same but I felt the same too. It was strange. Florence was vvveery busy with tourists, hot and sticky. Now we were out of thunderstorm weather the temperature was back to being in the 30’s. We found the tourist information (they are well hidden in these cities) and got some info, because this was a reccy visit, for a return visit.