Today, I observed Good Friday by joining a precession that began in front of the Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore and ended up in a service at the Santa Maria Maddalena dei Pazzi, several blocks away.
The service was in Italian, so I mostly stood when everyone else did and just listened. Most fascinating to me is that this wasn't a special city event, but rather the normal Good Friday service for the congregation at Santa Maria Maddalena. I think the last church in which I attended Good Friday was maybe thirty years old. In contrast, Santa Maria Maddalena is about five hundred years old.
There will be pictures and perhaps some more notes on my current trip when I return.