Remember when it rained

In the memory of a special rainy day in Florence...

It was a rainy day...

It was raining in Rome...

It was still raining outside the train when we were on our way from Rome to Florence. We were actually not paying much attention to it but wondering if we took the right train (well, La Treinitalia is rather complicated). We sat there, waiting for someone to come and check the ticket. In the end, it turned out we were on the wrong train, a slower one :|. But luckily, our tickets were still valid :| (so much thanks to a kind old man with kind smile)

This is a shot of our train's window. Green represents hope, doesn't it? :)

(Canon 40D, Canon 50mm f1.8)

And it was raining still in Florence when we reached there too... Kinda moody actually. Anyway, can't tell you how much I enjoyed looking at the reflection of light on the wet stone roads there...

(Canon 40D, Canon 85mm f1.8)

After settling down at the 1-star hotel, we decided to take a walk nearby to enjoy a Florence night. The rain stopped for a while. The ice-cream was still great in cold weather! (btw, we were both having a bit of sore throat at that time)

Then... it rained again.

But it was just a small rain.... Perhaps, it was just to invite you to stay back and enjoy the scene being lightened when it came :)

I missed the chilling weather, the rain, the reflection of light and most of all, the cold ice-cream that we shared :)...

Analox