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Florence Night 3 (21 May 2008)

Pek cek travelling...

Reached Florence in a couple of hours.
Bus drivers in Florence suck… We took bus 25 to our hostel and wonderfully it stopped right at the doorstep of the hostel. Then guess what? Then the bus drove us. With us STILL IN IT! There are three doors in the typical bus in Italy. Apparently, we were at the last door at the back that was meant for boarding. So despite us shouting to the bus driver to let us down, he just closed the door for alighting and drove off! We think he was in a hurry. So much that he couldn’t spare us TWENTY SECONDS to get down the bus. Petrol must cost a lot in Italy isn’t it? PEK CEK!!!!! And the next stop was like 500 meters away. Not too far, just that it was a stewpid 45 degrees uphill!!! So we had to cross over to the other side, wait for another like 15 min to get to ONE bus stop back down to our hostel DSC03161.jpg …. Sigh… Not to mention we were lugging an army load of things. Gershon’s silly trolley (without a proper support mind you) weighs 17.5kg!!! And our hostel? It was on the top floor, fourth storey you know? And it was built even before elevators were invented, or so we think….!!!!

Well, the saving grace was that the host that received us was very nice. He was very welcoming and warm and cooked us pasta to eat. YAY! FREE DINNER! The room and beds were mucho nice. Everything just felt very cozy and homely. Beats Alessandro hands (and legs and what have you) down. It felt more like a home. The chap’s name was Salih Thaqi. DSC03865.jpg Only 19 years old and was very humorous. Everyone loved him! He’s studying Management part time now and doing this part time for the owner of the place.

After dinner, we headed downtown for a night stroll. The feeling in Florence was very different from that we had in Rome. Life ran at a much slower pace. There wasn’t as much things to see but we liked the feeling more. More tranquilo (Spanish for chillax)

We went to Ponte Vecchio (ponte is Italian for bridge).DSC03255.jpg Then we trekked through the streets, passed the Queen of Museums – the Galleria Uffizi and saw the Duomo. Grabbed a very very tasty but teeny weeny bit salty pizza before heading back to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Very tired (Janice will tell you that. 45 times a day to be exact.)

Posted by orangenutz 17:55 Archived in Italy

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