For our fourth wedding anniversary, Andrew and I spent the weekend in Florence. We visited the Academia and the Uffizi. We climbed the Duomo. We did a side trip to Sienna and San Gigimano. We soaked up the sunshine. We ate gelato. As wedding anniversaries go, it was pretty perfect. Yes, we're very lucky.

They say you are either a Florence person or a Venice person. They are two different cities with two different personalities. You can't love them both equally. (Like the Sydney / Melbourne debate, I guess. )

Now I loved Venice, so before our trip to Florence, I wondered which city would be my favourite. Florence or Venice?

To tell you the truth, I didn't get Florence until we climbed the hill to Piazza Michelangelo. There is a fantastic view of the city from the Piazza. The Duomo dwarfs the sunny yellow houses surrounding it. Standing up there, you can imagine that you've travelled back in time to the Renaissance. (Well, if you ignore the cars zooming around and the sound of ambulance sirens.)

With that view, I fell in love with Florence.

So Florence or Venice? Am I allowed to love both? I'm such a hussy...