
We walked through Ponte Vecchio, the bridge over the Arno River now filled with jewelry shops, and found the magnitude of the offerings overwhelming so we didn't stop.
To top off our morning of shopping, we sampled gelato and decided that Florence did, indeed, have the best offerings, despite one mishap. Marianne bought a chocolate gelato from one vendor. Poised to make my selection, I demured when I spied the hair in the lemon gelato I wanted. Yuch! I pointed it out to the vendor who placidly plucked it out. A few stalls down I ordered my lemon gelato which came very close to perfection. Marianne's chocolate gelato was hair-free.

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