On Christmas Eve, Florence glowed like a living painting — the Arno River reflecting ribbons of gold, the Duomo rising in soft crimson light, and the streets filled with the scent of roasted chestnuts and winter rain. Lovers strolled hand in hand beneath old stone archways, while small shop windows flickered with candles and nativity scenes.But the most magical … [Read more...] about A Christmas Story in Florence: The Ponte Vecchio Bell Ringer
