no parlo italiano
After 26+ hours of travel, three planes, two trains, a bus ride and a hike, I made it to the Lisio Foundation in Florence, Italy. I couldn't have done it without Amy, my travel buddy, who speaks Italian better than anyone in our group. It's day 4 and I'm beginning to fall in love with Florence. I still haven't tried all of the city's flavors of gelato, but I'm working on it. I have, however, purchased a freaking awesome pair of sunglasses and have been doing my "I now have the best sunglasses in the known universe" dance since the moment I got my 4 Euros in change.
Until later, my darlings. Ciao!
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