A Schizophrenic day

Travelling days are always weird. They seem twice as long, because of the different locations and the great divide of travelling between the two. This was one of those days. The first half was yet another shopping day. For some reason our group really liked to shop in Florence. In fact, I think that's all they did. I don't really like shopping as much as most do. I always believe that I can get whatever I want cheaper on the internet, and always feel that shopping in a place like Florence would be a waste of the precious time I have to experience the city.

So, instead of shopping for the first half of the day, I just went to the market to take photos.

The second half of the day was filled with adventure. You can read all about Steve's bicycle adventure in the daily diary (under the same name), but here is one photo I took of Steve riding to our hostel on his road bike.




Tuscany is beautiful. It is peaceful, and serene; a nice complement to the busy frenzy in Florence, Naples and Rome. Tuscany is all about rolling hills dotted with rows of grapes and big skies.


The minute I got to our hostel (which was more of a luxury cabin than a hostel) I immediately jumped in the pool. After we came from our walk and had dinner, I jumped in the pool. As I lay in the pool, I could see the milky way. People thought I must be freezing in the pool, but I was actually quite warm. Apparently I really like swimming.

Stargazing after swimming would have been nice if it wasn't for all of the people. I really prefer stargazing in silence. It's nice to be able to just look and think about the universe on your own, or share your thoughts with others. But, I guess nobody in our group was comfortable with that. They preffered to talk about something I don't even remember now.