I was surprised that such a modern person would have a memorial in such an old church.
I bought a pair of boots at a tiny shop. Sue resisted buying a beautiful bag at a shop that had supplied her with other bags.
Of course we also checked out the School of Leather, where Sue ordered a belt. I bought a wallet for me, a wallet for my brother, and a change purse for my sister-in-law.
We walked through the Farmacia of Santa Maria Novella, but bought nothing.
Then, after getting back to the convent, I realized I no longer had my bag of leather goodies. I had either put it down somplace, or it had been snatched while I was tired and trying not to hit other people with my umbrella. (It was drizzley in the afternoon.) Sue felt so sorry for me that she insisted on taking me to dinner at Trattoria 4 Leoni that night, which brings me to my favorite dish of the trip: artichoke lasagne. There was a nice British couple at the next table. She had the lasagne; and her enthusiastic approval confirmed that selection plus a pasta (was it with pepper?) and the house red. We had a gelati and cheesecake for dessert. Sue said she was normally indifferent to cheesecake, but this one was good. The British couple told us they had discovered the restaurant seven years ago, and wanted to come back. (And, obviously, they did.)