When we came out of the subway to the heat and noise and bright afternoon sun, the Duomo was sparkling white. This shot is taken late in the afternoon, when the cathedral assumes the rose colors of the descending sun.
The Duomo inside is rather dark, with deep gray stone (although if it had light, it might look differently). We focused on the light: Dave’s shot of the stained glass is clear and vivid.
I liked the two brilliant yellow spots, as well as the “pomegranate” Christ in the lower center.
As per our niece Alice’s advice, we took to the roof–in an ascenseur (or elevator). This is atop the nave, looking from one end to the other.
A very Gothic place, this roof. No wonder it took them hundreds of year to complete this thing.
Back down on the ground, and after dinner, we looked more closely at the closed doors. Dave captured the nativity.
I was intrigued by where the bronze had been shined up by pilgrims’–and tourists’–hands.