In Firenze...

We've been here for a few days now and I must admist that we are still getting used to it all. We took a couple of days to get situated in the city and our apartment. The streets are becoming more familiar but the sensations are still all new. We've circled the city by foot several times in the day and at night. Sometimes I have to purposely slow down the internal clock telling me to get to the next place -- that is probably the hardest thing to adjust. There is no rush.
We plan on taking Italian classes together -- while English and Spanish can get us by, it's really not the same.
Our apartment is centrally located but on a relatively quiet and residential street. The place is small but functional and clean. Ian and I share a tiny little closet and three drawers. We've learned to hang or clothes to dry out our window and, in general, to readjust our ideas of portions and sizes (for everything!).
Today I woke up to a street worker's whistling tune of Andrea Bocelli. I opened the windows for a fresh burst of air and smelled something wonderful...some kind of baked good.