Image: A Florentine Museum

My neck was sore from walking around, gawking at the ceiling art. And my eyes were tired from squinting and adjusting to the tiny intricate details and then huge murals stretching from floor to ceiling. Everywhere that you look, the art, history and beauty fills your head. I only wish I could have stayed in Italy for a while longer to let it all sink in.Ren-museum-florence-2

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