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intjonathan) wrote2006-07-30 09:57 pm
intjonathan) wrote2006-07-30 09:57 pm
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Florentine freedom
For our free day in Florence, we did a whole lot of nothing. Slept till nearly 11:00, went to the rosticceria for breakfast at noon.
A lovely 10 euro worth of breakfast. That's the first banana I've had in 2 weeks, and it was amazing.
Came back, hit the pool, sat out and read. Played with our inflatable fish-whale hybrid that another tour member bought us. It's got a blowhole and a vertical tail. Go figure.
Our lovely pool.
Concluded that we've been paying too much for wine, so we bought our own. A chianti and a tuscan red found their way into our hands, then I hit the streets to finish buying some gifts, mostly for myself. Goat kid leather and cashmere driving gloves? Sure!
Shopping is hard, so we went back to the pool to enjoy our cheap chianti. A glass of the house red ordered from the pool bartender is 5 euro, so we felt like we were beating the odds.
Feeling very hungry and slightly inebriated, dinner was deemed necessary. Two courses and 20 euro later, I enjoyed real italian pesto linguine and pollo limone. Very smooth, a good end to our stay. We went upstairs to the rooftop terrace of our hotel for the first time, and became annoyed that we had not discovered it much earlier.
I must pack, as we have a 10am call tomorrow for our 11:30 train. It's a short ride to Rome, which will be very busy indeed. 5 days hardly sounds like it will be enough. We have had a very full stay here in Firenze, and it is time to bid farewell. It is a city full of surprises, with much to see and experience. Like the quiet red wines in every restaurant, it is very different at the end of the meal. I met a guy in Ballard that lived here for a time, and I've had to think about what that might be like, as he was a web guy too. As the least crazy city on our trip, it does present itself as a place that you could actually make a life in. She is not beautiful when you meet her, and some mornings you don't want to see her face. But she has great stories, though, and every meal is a song. Arrivederci, Firenze! We have loved fully and eaten well.
P.S. I'm all caught up on journal entries, so if you feel like reading this story from the beginning, start at this entry. Note that some of the ordering is weird due to time zone changes. Even livejournal, it seems, gets jet lag.
A lovely 10 euro worth of breakfast. That's the first banana I've had in 2 weeks, and it was amazing.
Came back, hit the pool, sat out and read. Played with our inflatable fish-whale hybrid that another tour member bought us. It's got a blowhole and a vertical tail. Go figure.
Our lovely pool.
Concluded that we've been paying too much for wine, so we bought our own. A chianti and a tuscan red found their way into our hands, then I hit the streets to finish buying some gifts, mostly for myself. Goat kid leather and cashmere driving gloves? Sure!
Shopping is hard, so we went back to the pool to enjoy our cheap chianti. A glass of the house red ordered from the pool bartender is 5 euro, so we felt like we were beating the odds.
Feeling very hungry and slightly inebriated, dinner was deemed necessary. Two courses and 20 euro later, I enjoyed real italian pesto linguine and pollo limone. Very smooth, a good end to our stay. We went upstairs to the rooftop terrace of our hotel for the first time, and became annoyed that we had not discovered it much earlier.
I must pack, as we have a 10am call tomorrow for our 11:30 train. It's a short ride to Rome, which will be very busy indeed. 5 days hardly sounds like it will be enough. We have had a very full stay here in Firenze, and it is time to bid farewell. It is a city full of surprises, with much to see and experience. Like the quiet red wines in every restaurant, it is very different at the end of the meal. I met a guy in Ballard that lived here for a time, and I've had to think about what that might be like, as he was a web guy too. As the least crazy city on our trip, it does present itself as a place that you could actually make a life in. She is not beautiful when you meet her, and some mornings you don't want to see her face. But she has great stories, though, and every meal is a song. Arrivederci, Firenze! We have loved fully and eaten well.
P.S. I'm all caught up on journal entries, so if you feel like reading this story from the beginning, start at this entry. Note that some of the ordering is weird due to time zone changes. Even livejournal, it seems, gets jet lag.
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