Ciao from #Italy!
This is it. Last daily travel journal post. 😢
DAY 7, 8, 9: Not much to report on as far as activities go. We wandered across the #PonteVecchio bridge, but we were too exhausted to do much else (besides eat). Everything hurts. That's not a complaint, I wouldn't trade these aches for anything. Italy was absolutely worth it.
The Colosseum. The Roman Forum. The Vatican. Making and eating pasta. And the rest of the food. And gelato. And wine.
The narrow, one-way cobblestone streets. The crazy drivers. Our exceptional tour guides: Papa Franco, Angel and Lavi.
Hilltop medieval towns. Those rolling Tuscan hills. The art, from the streets to the Uffizi. The almost perfect weather.
The beautiful language. The people watching. The daily hunt for decent coffee. And the pizza. OMG. The pizza.
What an incredible trip. Unforgettable. Man, Italy. The hype is real, y'all. 🇮🇹 #Florence#NoFilter
La prima volta che vidi Firenze ero una ragazzina a cui non interessava nulla di storia e arte. Bellina, sì, ma nulla più.
Rivederla dopo quasi 20 anni, con la testa da adulta mi ha regalato un fremito. È arte pura. È storia, fierezza e grandezza. Adoro.