ah, firenze

firenze, the italian way of saying florence, is just like rome, siena and every other italian town. only this place has more character. we got here this afternoon and checking into our hotel (we still have not gotten the station to hotel time under 45 minutes). pensione sorelli is a huge, 500 year old mansion with an amazing view of the city and the tuscan country side. the ceilings in our room are probably 14 feet high. actually, the room is almost as big as our house. the senor who owns the place (a slick, cigarette smoking, i'll do anything for you kind of guy) raced us down two flights of stairs to our room 9. this palace of a room sleeps 5 comfortably. he said, "look, you even have a view of the duomo." and we do. out the bathroom window.

it really is an adventure here. you can not be afraid to try new food or adapt to a new way of living. when we first got here, we thought we would starve to death just eating a roll and tea for breakfast. that's not the case at all. we're really enjoying this adventure and were sad to discover it's half over.

well, i'm sitting here in an internet cafe, looking out at the arno river, just next door to pont vecchio. i think i'll go explore.

stay tuned. my cooking lesson is tomorrow! caio.

tim is bummed about the wings. we've been following them on the web, so now he's pouty.

oh, one more thing. the bathroom is so huge, it echos in there. not good if you're rooming with tim. "beeutiful. what an echo!"