It is hard for me to discuss pride, especially of having done well. I had a kind of Stendhal syndrome, or what Wiki tells me is called hyperkulturemia visiting the places below. And what I feel viewing the images I captured there is as close to pride as I’ve ever come. No matter how little I had to do with it. Other than come and click. That’s why the title of this post is Pridem. In my language it means Coming.
Ponte Vecchio, Firenze
Piazza Anfiteatro, Lucca