Livorno É In Tocana

Brilliant first morning rays chasing shadows across wavy slate roofs, along fortified stone walls, just ahead of gently caressing salty ocean breezes, ancient cobbled streets and flowing canals echoing the greeting of the day from weary denizens stirring. Stucco walls starkly contrasted with creeping vines, bright yellow and red flowers adorn, waiting for plein-air artists to make them immortal. Leathery old men with deep tans converge in plazas already bustling, eager to share fishing stories over board games and espresso while they patiently wait for olives to ripen and wine grapes to grow fat.