Ciao! I know it has been awhile since I have posted... and most of you know I am back home now, but lets pretend that I am still far away... I can't leave anything incomplete so I promised myself I would finish this.
Wow, so as many of you know I have a reeeeeeeally bad memory, so this is going to be iiiiinteresting. I must use all my pictures as "flashbacks" of what the trip was like.
Kailey and I started in Venice with way too much luggage...
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| Next to Kailey is the genius Venetian way of moving heavy things across the bridges... |
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... because SURPRISE! The bridges aren't flat, they are stairs... tricky, tricky...
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Finally we made it to our train and we were on our way to Florence. The lovely hotel we were staying at in Florence had given us simple directions of how to get to the hotel via bus. We found the buses and jumped on the one our directions said and we were looking for the first or second stop to hop off at and we would be right around the corner from our hotel. We passed a few, but the street names weren't matching up. We figured we must have taken it the wrong direction, so instead of getting off we decided to ride it till the end, and sooner or later we would run into our stop. Finally the bus driver stopped the bus and (in Italian, of course) told everyone to get off the bus because we were at the last stop. We got off, looked around and realized we were no longer anywhere close to the city center, which also means we are no where close to anything touristic: maps, trains, cafes, piazzas, hotels, PEOPLE WHO SPEAK ENGLISH!!! We stood at the bus stop with some guy from Egypt for a while crossing our fingers a new bus would come soon to take us back to the train station. Thankfully the Egyptian spoke a little Italian and English and he pointed to a sign taped on the bus stop and said "They are on strike. Hopefully another will come, but not for at least one hour." Grrrrreat, out of all the days of the year they chose TODAY to go on strike. Being in Europe for over a month already we realized the trains and planes love to go on strike, and when they do there is nothing you can do about it. No refunds. No rescheduling. No compensation. Luckily for us, it was just the buses. Since we had no map, no phone, and no Italian and LOTS of luggage we decided to wander the streets for a taxi. We were in an area full of houses and office buildings. It was nothing of what we thought Florence would be like. It felt like we were in a small city in California. Finally we found a few businesses, and one was a travel agency so I figured they must speak english. We popped our heads in and thankfully they knew enough to tell us if they called us a cab it would be between 20 and 40 euro to get back to the train station, but there was a train stop around the corner and a ticket back to the main train station is only 1,20 euro. We crossed our fingers and headed down the street. After locating the train station, finding the ticket counter, taking a train back to the main station and hailing a cab to take us to our hotel: we arrived. But let's not stop there. Hotel Chiazza is located on the 3rd floor up steep stairs (and in Europe the 1st floor isn't the ground level) so that's 4 flights of stairs. We got to the receptionist counter and she informs us that she booked us our first night at a hotel down the street, for the same price, because one of the rooms were flooded and they had to keep it empty for 24 hours. Thankfully she allowed us to keep our luggage there and just take enough for the night. She made it up to us by putting us in the hotel's suite for our last 4 nights.
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| View out of our room at "the other hotel" Not Bad. |
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| So normally I wouldn't take a picture of the bathroom (okay, actually that's a lie, I have a picture of all the bathrooms... they all had bidets! - "small sinks" as Sarah and Calvin like to call them) but this bathroom doubled as a shower. You closed the door and you were ready to turn the water on. They don't waste space. The hardest part was keeping the toilet paper dry... |
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| Michelangelo's David... faux David. |
The one thing I was most excited for in Florence was seeing David. I remember being in Middle School and learning about Michelangelo, and later in High School taking a 3D Art class and we watched a movie on Michelangelo's experience of painting the Sistine Chapel. I remember wishing that one day I would have lots of money and be able to fulfill all my wildest dreams of traveling the world and find myself staring at the real thing. Little did I know you don't need lots of money-- just enough :) Not to mention having the most amazing parents in the world who are always putting their kids ahead of them... Now I need lots of money so I can take them somewhere amazing. When I found myself planning my trip to Florence on the top of the "To Do" list was seeing David. Kailey and I decided to splurge on a walking tour of Florence, a tour of The Uffizi Gallery and "The Original David Tour at Accademia." We used Artviva Tours (www.italy.artviva.com) recommended by none other than Rick Steve. The tour of Florence was really great. Our tour guide gave us lots of useful information of the history of Florence. There is something very special about being able to hear the history of a city you are walking through and looking all around and seeing the real evidence of the city's past. The Uffizi Tour with our tour guide Paul... well, ummmm, ya... maybe it was Paul, maybe it was the art, or more likely it was us, but Kailey and I were counting down the seconds till the tour was over. I have had some pretty boring professors and teachers, but there has never been anyone who I have had so much trouble listening to and we weren't even getting course credit for it. I even remember muting his voice on the tour headphones. We felt bad, but there was no way we were going to stay with the same tour guide for the tour of Accademia. We, thankfully, switched our tour guide to a younger girl with a more compatible personality and who loves David just as much as we do. She told us all about the history of Michelangelo and David, and how it use to be outside (where the faux David stands today) until they built Accademia, a museum made specifically to be the home of the 14 foot David. They would not allow for pictures inside, but that would never stop Kailey. Due to technical difficulties I don't have the pictures available to put on the blog, and that's probably best because those guards at Accademia would not be very happy if they found out we had pictures :)
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| The Duomo- Famous Cathedral in Florence. When Michelangelo was commissioned to sculpt David he was suppose to be put on top of the Duomo's roof, but for obvious reasons (he was just too beautiful) he never made it up there. |
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| Florence is a city of Art, even street art. There were all sorts of stickers people would add to street signs, but this one is by far the cutest! <3 |
Not only is Florence great for Art, it was THEE City for FASHION!!!!!!!!! Now, let us all remember I spent a month in Paris, France. I was expecting to fall in love with the fashion culture of the Parisians... now, don't get me wrong, they have great style. You would never see the fashion faux pas of wearing a t-shirt and yoga pants in public or men walking around in basketball shorts (unless of course they were a tourist) but there was something about the Italian Fashion... I fell in love. Both the men and the women, young and old dressed to kill. The women invest in fabulous basics made with high quality fabric, and accessorize with designer totes and the world's most amazing gladiator sandals. They are not afraid to wear bright colors and they too love their bold nail polishes. The men all look like 10's walking around in custom tailored suits, fitted pants (designer jeans, twill dark pants, or at the knee shorts) paired with a collared polo or button up and italian leather shoes, loafers or boating shoes. They know how to pull of a messenger bag better than the US postal service, and they don't leave the house without the proper accessories: designer watch, sunglasses and an actual hairdo. I wish I had money to shop, but walking by the store fronts hours after closing was good enough for me! I want to buy a subscription for myself, and the rest of America, to Vogue Italia ASAP.
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| We ate lunch at a delizioso pizza place and our waiter requested the pizza chef to give us the "special" a heart shaped pizza! |
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| They finished our meal off with a complimentary glass of Limoncello- The signature dessert beverage of Southern Italia... very strong, but very tasty! |
The next day Sarah, Calvin, Kailey and I headed over to Pisa. When we came to the tower we turned the corner to see this grassy field full of tourist posing for their cliche "Don't let the leaning tower fall" picture. We all laughed when we saw this (kinda hard to see in this picture) and then we joined in :)
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| Cliche Leaning Tower picture. |
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| Most of my pictures in Pisa look as though the tower is no longer leaning. It was hard to not want to correct it by tilting my camera :-/ |
Then we headed back to Florence. This bridge "Ponte Vecchio" meaning "Old Bridge" in Italian is the only bridge that was left standing after WWII because a German soilder said it was too beautiful to destroy. The bridge is full of jewelry shops, and looks like a picturesque tuscany bridge.
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| View of Ponte Vecchio from Galleria degli Uffizi- Best part of all of Uffizi, I promise. |
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| One night after already having gelato Calvin, Sarah, Kailey and I ran into this popsicle shop. They had all fruit pops and ice-cream pops that they dip in chocolate and roll around in different nuts. The Italians know their frozen treats! |
Our first night in Florence Kailey and I walked down the street and were looking for food but no where was open. We looked at a menu for a restaurant called La Luna and decided we would come back and have dinner there during our stay. They menu had a lot to choose from, and the pricing was just right. We ended up taking Sarah and Calvin here for dinner, and Kailey and I returned again the next night. We like to be regulars at places, and when you know you really love a place, why not?!?! AND the funny thing was that the second night we saw the same American family that was there the previous night, they too decided to stick with the tried and true.
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| I don't remember what this was called, but there was squid in it, and it was YUM! |
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| Dessert Calzone with chocolate (or maybe it was nutella) and mascarpone (or maybe it was ricotta)... whatever it was, it was delish! |
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| Alfonso (server), Kailey, Me, Owner of LA LUNA (I don't remember his name) |
Kailey was talking to the owner our second night there about Top Chef and Fabio (an Italian who has won Top Chef) and how Fabio has a restaurant
Cafe Firenze in her hometown of Moorepark, CA. I don't think he had a clue what she was talking about, but I was laughing the whole time! He did understand that we LOVED his restaurant. He hopes to one day open one in New York... New Yorkers keep an eye out!
On our last day in Florence Kailey and I went to the Central Market, which is a huge covered market full of fresh meat, fresh fish, fresh fruits, fresh vegetables and authentic pasta. There were a few restaurants inside that were more like stands, and a couple picnic type tables where people were squished next to each other getting comfortable and enjoying their pasta. When we were waiting in live we saw this 6 foot, heavy set man grubbing on a three course pasta meal. He was obviously a regular. The man never even sat down, he just shoveled the food into his mouth as he stood at the counter. I loved it! We got the pesto and bruschetta. It was such an authentic italian meal, everyone sharing a long table in a loud market full of people yelling over you to their friend who is ordering food in line while they saved seats.
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| Basilica of Santa Croce. |
After our second night at La Luna, Alfonso the server took us to Piazza de Santa Croce for a drink. You order one at a bar and then you can just walk out and find a seat on the steps of the Basilica or an open bench in the piazza. Very different than California, huh guys?! We can't even drink on the beach!
Oops, got side tracked by the order of my pictures, now back to our last day in Florence: Sarah (gosh I hope I have my facts straight on this one) heard about a place Piazza Michelangelo where you can hike up to these steps where people gather to watch the sunset behind a beautiful view of the city.
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| Piazza Michelangelo is across this bridge and to the left. The weather was perfect for a sunset. |
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| On our way up we passed this house where the gate was open... I want to live there. |
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| View from atop the steps |
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| The sun about to set |
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| We arrived a little early but the closer it got to sunset the more the steps filled with people from all over the world. We were surrounded by Spaniards. We even made friends with a group from Sevilla. |
The sunset and view of Florence was one of my favorite things we did. I kinda have a thing for city views AND sunsets so I was in heaven. I am use to watching the sunset on the beach so this was a nice little change. You can see the Duomo and Ponte Vecchio in the pictures.
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| Dinner |
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| Dessert: Gelato. This place was right around the corner from our hotel and we didn't find it till our last night. If I remember correctly they have multiple locations in Italy: Rome, Turin, Milan and Florence. |
Now off to Roma! Ciao e Arrivederci!