King’s bedroom
Our bed in the first apartment in Florence. By the looks of it, you’d say that was a beautiful curtain draping down over the headboard of the bed . . . truth is, it was a painting on the wall that sure look real when you walked into the room. And down in the left hand corner of the painting was all the signatures of the painters . . . just like home . . . By the way, we slept like babies – more due to jet lag than the ambiance!