On Saturday, I re-visited Florence with uni.
Walking around a foreign city with three friends is actually quite a fun experience. Despite my tone of surprise, I wasn't surprised, if that makes sense.
When I began writing this post, I was on about 2 hours of sleep, so pardon any ridiculousness that I wrote/write. Or don't. I really couldn't care less.
I think, out of all the Italian cities, Florence is the one I like the most. If you want to go to touristy places, you can do so. If you choose not to, you can also just wander the streets for a few hours, and find a myriad of interesting things to see/do/not do.
After getting "lost" and catching the later train than everyone else, us four (being Louise, Jamie, Lucy, and surprisingly, I) got back to the hotel about half an hour after everyone else.
I headed to bed, and couldn't sleep for what I think was three hours. Then had really stoppy starty sleep.
The next morning (being yesterday morning), I thought it was because of the heat and the early sleep time/wake time. In hindsight, I think it may have been me thinking about things and not being able to sleep my brain.
Same thing happened this morning, but you don't really care about that.
Anyway, back to yesterday.
We broke into a concentration camp in Fossoli (as one does), then continued bussing our way to Milano.
Milano was fairly boring, especially as I had been there before, but having a guided tour by the architect of the memorial he was building at the train station was excellent. It would have been cool even if I wasn't doing this unit, because we gained an insight into his thinking and planning processes.
After dinner, we jetted off to Berlin, from whence I am slightly tiredly typing this.
It's a lovely city, from what I've seen so far, and I'm looking forward to exploring it further.
Word of the Day: Pardon
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