Okay, so much to say, but the clock's a'ticking at the old Internet Train Cafe, and so I must be brief.
-David is one sexy beast.
-Uffizi Gallery gives you the history of art in under 2 hours, but by the end you want to kill yourself.
-Pizza is yummy, even without cheese.
-I bought a black leather purse, thinking I would be practical because I don't have one, then remembered I DOOOO have one. I should have bought the pink one after all.
-Lemon gelato. Pistachio gelato. Coconut gelato. Chocolate gelato. Minty chocolate gelato.
-Sam stepped in a big pile of crap. I tried to say, lookout lookout! But he didn't know what to look out for. Next time, we have a code word.
-I have a fierce cold and sore throat. I blame this on the gelato.
-Italian people hate me. I can't speak Italian, so they either look at me like I'm a moron or ignore me. It's depressing.
-The truth: we wish we could say we were enjoying Florence more. It is damn crowded and damn hot and sometimes it smells like sewage, and the locals seriously seem so irritated with tourists. Not that I can blame them. We're doing our best to fall in love, but both of us are getting ill and it's making it hard. Tomorrow we have absolutely nothing on the schedule. That will help, we hope.
Any tips on what to do when you're weary of travel?