When I was planning out the final leg of our Europe trip, there was no doubt that my mom and I wanted to stay at the Piazza Pitti Palace in Florence again. We made a last-minute hotel change last year and it was one of the best surprises of the trip. Not only does the hotel have amazing rooms, but the staff is friendly, and it’s in a quiet location that’s still just a short walk from the main tourist attractions. (And this isn’t a sponsored post.)
The room we stayed in last year (you can see it HERE)was going to be tough to beat, but this room was just as beautiful.
The most striking thing about the room is the huge antique original oil paintings on three of the walls. It was like staying in a museum, but this was our room. Nothing was roped off.
Look at the floors, too, and the trim! Everywhere I looked, I was overwhelmed that this was our room for the night.
Even the doors in the room had original oil paintings on them! I couldn’t help but touch one lightly with a fingertip.
The room also had a foyer and a bathroom…
The pair of doors originally led into another room, but it’s been turned into a wardrobe. And, the bathroom was over-the-top with beautiful fixtures and a clawfoot tub as the centerpiece.
The two women who run the hotel are so welcoming. They brought us water bottles and ice as we were getting settled and asked if they could help us with anything. They actually remembered that I liked antiques, so they told me about the antique market that would be happening the next morning. Unfortunately, we weren’t going to be able to make that, since we were flying out early the next morning.
I was starting to wish we had one more day…
Off the foyer was a balcony that overlooked the sloped piazza.
Here’s our balcony from the outside…
We spent the afternoon out and about, so we didn’t get to spend much time on the balcony, but I did spend a little time out there writing in my journal.
We had an appointment with a tour guide, but had some free time before we were meeting her. We took some time to tour the dining room and help ourselves to some treats from the buffet of snacks…
It was too bad we were going to be leaving so early in the morning that we would miss breakfast.
Once we were settled, hydrated, had a snack, and rested a bit, we set out to explore Florence until we met up with our tour guide. We didn’t get back from our tour and dinner until late, but we were greeted with fresh flowers, a snack, a chilled bottle of prosecco, and a note from our hosts.
We had to crash after the long day and get some sleep before an early wakeup call, so I left them a thank you note. I wanted them to know we appreciated the gesture, even if we weren’t able to enjoy it.
In my next post about Florence, I’ll share about a pen and paper store that made me giddy and the kindred spirit I met there…