Why is blogging so hard? Honestly guys, I know a lot of you are faithful bloggers yourselves, and I just have to ask: don’t you feel sometimes like there’s just too much to write, too many ways to write it, and not enough people who would really be interested in reading all those words even if you ever did somehow manage to write them down?
I’ve written and re-written posts about my trip to Italy, highlighting certain elements, making interesting observations, throwing in quirky and sarcastic comments, and I’ve determined it is, in fact, impossible to perfectly replicate all my adventures in blog form. Obviously this isn’t a surprise, but it’s still depressing when there’s so much I want to say and I don’t have the time to say it all. So here is one of the more concise ways I’ve managed to describe the activities of my second of seven days in Italy (I should take bets on how many of those days you guys will ever actually hear about :P)
I took the liberty of composing a list of all the plans we had on Sunday, our second day in Florence; I’ve also mentioned why each and every one of them ended up falling through, and why that was totally okay: apart from the fact that the spontaneity of the day ended up being one of the most fulfilling and satisfying days of travel a girl could hope for :)
1. The Uffizi Gallery, pride of Florence and home to some of the Italian Renaissance’s most important works.
Bust because: the queue was super long and we’re impatient.
No biggie because: we got in a couple of days later anyway, and because we randomly ran into some girls from Nicole’s home college, had a nice long chat while they waited in line, and got the idea for No. 2 which follows.
2. The Boboli Gardens, sprawling green ‘must-see’ for visitors.
Bust because: you have to buy a combined ticket including access to a bunch of other stuff we didn’t care about, and we’re cheap.
No biggie because: Rebecca knew another cool place we could go (No. 4 on this list) after grabbing some picnic items (No. 3)
3. Picnic food from the Old Market (bread, cheese, cured meats, possibly wine).
Bust because: the food part of the market was closed by the time we got there, so we had to go to the supermarket instead.
No biggie because: the rest of the market was perfect, complete with letterpress drawers, big old keys and a magician whose trick I’m still perplexed by to this day.
4. Piazzale Michelangelo, hilltop viewpoint of Florence and some of the surrounding Tuscan countryside.
Bust because: due to the tumbledown Ikea ‘lockers’ at our hostel, Nicole was carrying her computer around with her, and by the time we’d dropped it off at Rebecca’s flat so we could tackle the hill, the rain had come on.
No biggie because: we took cover at the Cultural Centre instead, where Rebecca takes a creative writing class (“which I suck at because it’s in Italian”); then had gelato for dessert. And because the weather was better the following day when we finally did visit the Piazzale.
5. Dinner at Pizzeria Spera, winner of the World Pizza Championships.
Bust because: we had done so much walking and shopping and discovering that by the time we collapsed into our hostel beds, a team of wild horses couldn’t have dragged us back out. We dined on croissants, apples and tea instead.
No biggie because: …well, actually this one I was kinda bummed about, especially since the next (our last) evening was Monday so it was closed. Naturally. I guess maybe it was no biggie because those pizza championships it won were ten years ago in 2002; but Grant went there when he was in Florence and he said it was the same chef working there and it was amazing :(
So yeah, on paper it should have been a failure of a day; but all the wandering that resulted from all our changes of plans made for some excellent window shopping, some great exercise and a really up-close and personal look at Florence, which is my favourite kind of travel experience anyway. I’ll throw in a few bonus pictures in a vain attempt to help you all visualise just how far we walked that day: just imagine that these photos were taken at 2-mile intervals, and you’ll get the idea.
Phew! That was a long day, wasn’t it? Good, I’m glad you understand. I’ll try and keep them coming!
Best wishes to you all!