• Twitter
  • Instagram
Search

The Florence Diaries

A personal blog on living abroad.

Menu
Skip to content
  • About Me
    • Welcome to the Florence Diaries.
    • Tale of the Cheesy Fries, or How I met my Pseudo-Italian Boyfriend
    • Things I’ve Learned While Living Abroad
  • Italy Advice/Tips
    • How Not To Make Friends in a Foreign Country
  • COSI
    • Working in Italy: The Real Story
    • The Phantom Pooper Strikes Again
    • What It’s Like to Fall in Love With Italy
    • Learning Italian in Florence
    • How Not To Make Friends in a Foreign Country
    • Italian Superstitions
  • Travel Diaries
    • The Infamous Amalfi Coast
      • Amalfi Coast: Game 7, Attack of the Jellyfish, & Locked Up Abroad.
      • Amalfi Coast in May: AKA Lies from Google Weather
    • Budapest
      • Budapest & Vienna: Naked Hungarians and Missing Interns
    • Croatia
      • Croatia: Dalmatians are my besties.
    • Prague
      • Krakow, Prague & Auschwitz: The time I went to my first strip club
      • Krakow, Prague & Auschwitz: Part Two of that Time I Went to A Strip Club
    • Munich & The Fests
      • Land of the Lederhosen: Munich Springfest 2012
    • London, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down
  • Pets
    • Best Pet Shops in Florence: A Girl’s Guide to Dog Supplies in Italy
    • You Know You’re A Pet Owner In Florence When…
    • A Day in The Life of Z
  • Photo Diaries
    • A Saturday in Florence.
    • Market Life
    • A Day at Lago di Bilancino

Tag: brunello

  • Florence

A Curious Day in Montalcino

  • by The Florence Diaries
  • Posted on April 22, 2016May 5, 2016

Every so often, when you’re having a really bad day and you want to tear…

Read More

Search

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Popular posts

  • Best Pet Shops in Florence: A Girl's Guide to Dog Supplies in Italy
    Best Pet Shops in Florence: A Girl's Guide to Dog Supplies in Italy
  • Budapest & Vienna: Naked Hungarians and Missing Interns
    Budapest & Vienna: Naked Hungarians and Missing Interns
  • Italian Superstitions, or How I Learned When It’s Socially Acceptable to Molest Yourself In Public
    Italian Superstitions, or How I Learned When It’s Socially Acceptable to Molest Yourself In Public

Instagram

No Instagram images were found.

Tweets n Stuff

My Tweets

Contact Info

For inquiries or questions, please email:

theflorencediaries@gmail.com

  • Twitter
  • Instagram
Start a Blog at WordPress.com.
×
Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy
  • Follow Following
    • The Florence Diaries
    • Join 259 other followers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • The Florence Diaries
    • Customize
    • Follow Following
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar