This morning, I did something that was simultaneously fun and ridiculously stupid in Florence.
In the words of Boromir, it was folly.
I was going to have a nice quiet one, visiting the statue of David, and not visit the Duomo, because I figured it would be much the same as every other Duomo. Also, I had slept about four hours because the Italian people partake in traditional car honking celebrations after their team wins a football match.
Of course, I ended up at the Duomo, and not seeing David.
Why?
The line for David was just not moving. Because I am an ultra-patient person, I left after 10 minutes of queue inaction.
I went to the Duomo, expecting maybe just to walk around inside, take a few good photos of stained glass and whatnot, and go home.
What I ended up doing was scaling a bazillion stairs, not knowing where it would stop, because I had no idea what people generally did at that place.
What people generally did was climb to the top of the place. By climbing the aforementioned one zillion steps.
The view at the top, however, made the trip almost worth it.
(I'll upload a pic a bit later maybe)
Truly breathtaking.
The way down wasn't as bad as expected either.
So after that, long story short, I more or less stumbled towards Prato and uni people.
So we haven't done much so far, except for wandering around Prato. The two people I was wandering with, Jamie (Melbourne High old boy - saw it from a mile away - seriously) and Louise, were quite swell, and the wandering was fairly good bonding time. Met a few more cool people at dinner, which was all good, and I look forward to doing more of the same over the next few days. Off to a good start already. Not that I expected anything less.
Word of the Day: Folly
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