We had planned to allow ourselves to sleep as late as we wanted the next morning, but as it turned up we were up by nine. I went down the street and drank my first Italian cappuccino standing at the bar at Bar Fibbi. It was delicious. I grabbed a stuffed croissant to go, and stopped at the bread store for a square of pizza bianca. We feasted on the goodies and our left over fruit on the terrace, packed up our cameras and water and headed out. Our first stop was Mercato Centrale, which was overwhelming. We wandered the downstairs and saw the meat and cheese shops, then headed outside to wander the clothes markets. I spent a few minutes photographing the Duomo with my zoom lens, then we headed up the Campanile. 414 steps,
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