Yesterday was Marathon Day. And the town virtually shut down to make way for 10,000 runners from 60 countries.
Besides skirting Piazzale Michelangelo, Ponte Vecchio and the Duomo before ending at Santa Croce, the route zigzagged around our apartment. Helicopters buzzed overhead for what seemed like hours, disappeared and then hovered some more.
As expected, the Kenyan won.
All in all, a grueling way to sightsee...
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