When I mentioned to my friends I was going to Florence in February, many looked at me in horror and one friend also said “what? Tuscany in the winter? It does not sound right”.
Think of Tuscany and you will immediately imagine sunshine, wine, good food and people walking around in shorts and t-shirts. I can confirm we had it all, but the latter.
It was a special occasion, a surprise birthday treat for my husband Brian. He knew we were travelling somewhere in Europe and winter clothes would be necessary, but he did not know where. He only found out the destination on the way to the airport.