Florence was amazing. Will, Meghan and I caught a morning train to
Florence and got hilariously lost finding our hostel. The town is
tiny, but we managed to make a huge circle before getting where we
needed to be. We dropped our stuff and hit the city hard.
Starting off at the Duomo we walked up and down the 463 stairs. It
seemed easy. Maybe the crazy amount of Roman hill hiking is rubbing
off on me. I was just happy my calves got a good workout. Let's not
get into my obsession with my legs. Not the time or place.
The view was amazing, and we could see all of Florence and planned out
what we would do next. We went to Santa Crocha, and missed the closing
by 3 minutes. Fail. We then went to the Ufitzi gallery to get our art
on and then settled in for a nice dinner. Needless to say, the fettuna
(white beans and tomato bruschetta, which is apparently a huge thing
in Firenze) was amazing. Along with the house chianti and fettucine
with eggplant and sausage. We walked through PONTE VECCHIO and looked
at jewelry I couldn't afford, all while on a bridge. It was really
cool.
Then the magic happened. There was a CHOCOLATE FESTIVAL in the piazza
di republica. Chocolate covered fruit on skewers, white chocolate with
espresso beans, and that was just the first tent. We made friends with
a chocolate vendor while singing to dirty dancing music from a nearby
bar. She said "patrick shwaze where are you, o, right dead". Clearly
we were meant to be friends.
We then decided to go to the restaurant we heard the amazing music
coming from. I found love at this restaurant, finally, a restaurant
where a vodka martini wasn't on the menu. Martinis are not meant to be
made with vodka. Take note people. It makes me very upset.
Anyway, we had one drink because as we realized this place was very
expensive. We enjoyed the random combination of expensive restaurant
with a live piano act, and karaoke bar with random tables acquiring
the microphone.
We passed out and woke up early the next day to get some stuff done
before our train back to Rome.
We went to see David, and I was really taken aback by how beautiful it
was in person. Usually I don't get that into art, but I could not walk
away from the statue. It's amazing, and I can't even describe it. That
was my biggest surprise of Europe so far, being so obsessed with the
statue. PS embarrassing story I just put together the whole "David and
Goliath" thing. I'm really smart, I promise.
We had three hours after leaving, to spend doing nothing, so we
shopped. And we shopped hard. We went to the leather market, I got a
really cool leather tray for like a key table, for when I have a real
apartment again. I also got two scarves, some crazy socks, an two
pairs of leather shoes. It was out of control.
High off of our purchases we walked to the train to study some Italian
and more than likely pass out. There was one guy in the car we got in,
and he was asleep. We woke him up (sorry) and he asked where we were.
I mistakingly said Rome, thinking he asked where we were going. We
said Florence and he had never gotten off the train when it stopped a
half hour before. Fail.
PS If you read this whole blog you get a special prize when I get
home. It was long. Well that is If I ever stop buying stuff for
myself. We'll see.
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