I got into Florence, Italy very late last night & arrived at my room at Hotel Angelica near midnight. It turns out the lovely woman who checked me in after hours was Angelica herself. 

This morning, after two delicious cappuccinos & a long walk, she sent me off to the train station (conveniently right around the corner) with hugs & kisses. Now that’s service!  She told me I look Italian & wished me a good journey. With a name like Gina Marie, I’ve always thought I should be! Maybe Angelica’s blessing makes it so. She is pictured at left with her son. 

And here I am – happy to be back in Italy & happily licking cappuccino foam from my lips.

Next stop: Siena!

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