Florence - Last Day

Florence – Day 2

Hello my dearest blog readers! Sorry that this post is late, but we got distracted last night by a very worthy cause (that you will find out later) and it deterred us from writing. So without further ado, let me start from the beginning of our day on the 24^th of June.

We crawled out of bed around 9:51am when I had a massive coughing attack and probably woke up the entire hostel. What a great way to rise and shine. We got ready for the day, put on some kinda grungy clothes, and walked to go see the Statue of David. All of a sudden we see this massive line of people that just looked like a bunch of miserable faces and husbands that wished they were at the bar (yes, at 11am). Obviously this line was for the one and only David in statue form. We looked at the line and reevaluated the situation….and we just passed on by and went on to whatever the day held next for us. You are probably wondering how we could do such a terrible thing and not see what the city of Florence is most famous for. Well folks, let me just enlighten you of something….The statue of David is of a man with a slingshot, has a rock in his hand, and is naked. Sooo…in my mind, it’s just like every other statue that we’ve seen and I really don’t care to see anymore fake junk in the trunk made out of stone. Just sayin. I can look it up on the internet if I want. Sad, but it’s what our world has come to. Shame on us. Clearly I feel really bad…

With no set agenda for the day we wandered about and found a little café to eat at and scarfed down some grub. Lo and I then ran back to our hostel to grab our Eurrail tickets and then went to the train station to see about getting our train tickets to Cinque Terre tomorrow. We talked to a very large, but nice man about traveling for 15 minutes and then at the counter found out that our train to Cinque Terre was free! That put us in a cheery mood and we skipped off into town not knowing what would come next. By this time it was starting to get incredibly toasty outside, which can only mean one thing…gelato. The next part of the day was absolutely hysterical. This is the part of the day where I got married and Lo became Lady Gaga. No lies, it happened and it was wonderful. Haha. We found the central market area where all the vendors collaborate and play scam the tourist. We each bought some small items and paraded through each vendor looking at the odd items they sold. Eventually we came to another leather jacket store and the man working got our attention real quick. Somehow he convinced us to go into the store and I was lucky enough to get to try on a jacket that he thought was perfect for me. He kept giving me compliments and told me I had an Italian figure….riiiiight. hahaha. And he told Lo that she was Lady Gaga, which I then proceeded to burst out laughing. So here we are, I have a leather jacket on that he won’t let me take off, his arm is around me, Lo is Lady Gaga, and then he tells me that we are getting married and are going to have a happy family and are going to have 5 children. Bahahaha. We went along with his little game for a while, but he would never tell me the price of the jacket and him and his sly self was being a sketchball, so I told him that I was divorcing him and we forced our way out. Even though you aren’t really supposed to go along with their little Italian love games, I’m really glad we spent that 15 minutes with him because it was hilarious and we sang Lady Gaga songs the rest of the day.

By the time we were done with the market we were exhausted and sweaty, so we decided to go back to the hostel to just relax for a little bit. A little bit turned into about 3 hours. Most people would say that we are lame and not experiencing the things we should, but it was a hilarious 3 hours. We watched “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” on my computer, we sang songs, we realized that all of our facebook friends either have serious boyfriends, are engaged, or are married, and that just boosted our confidence…not. And I thought Lo the infamous excited leg kick, which put us in the giggles for a good 10 minutes. You can look for videos of that when we get home. Finally, we freshened up and head back out to find some dinner. We got out into the street and realized that we were matching. Awesome. Then we stumbled upon this cool little pizzeria where we ordered our food and sangria with fruit in it. It was heaven on earth. We also sat next to a husband and wife who were chain smokers (don’t worry though, he was a dentist…), but we talked to them for a good 40 minutes and they were quite entertaining and also filthy rich. They took a limo to the airport and they are staying in a villa in Florence. No big deal. However, they did invite us to join them in their villa if we ever wanted or if our hostel was bad. Everything in me wanted to go ring their door and invite ourselves in. I mean, how cool of a story would have that been? But we resisted and just walked along the streets in Florence and then sat overlooking water for about an hour. While we sat, there was a bike parade and tons of people out and about. It was some celebration day for a Saint I guess and there were fireworks later that night. We decided to turn in at about 9pm and we head to the hostel. The rest of the night was filled with facebook, drawing pictures, playing MASH, showering, re-packing, and watching the Lizzie McGuire Movie to get us psyched up for Rome. Yes, I did just say that. We watched Lizzie McGuire and we loved every second of it and yes, that is the reason I didn’t blog last night. Worthy cause. Don’t judge.

Overall, Florence was a fun city. I still don’t get all the hype about it, but there are some cool parts of it. As I am typing this we are on a train to Cinque Terre and we can’t wait! I also ran into an old friend on the train that I knew freshmen year of college. Small world. So Cinque Terre here we come! Let the adventure begin.