Florence, Venice
After Pisa (again), we took a train to Florence.
Eri was pretty tired from all our travels, but that's a great thing about traveling by train.
In Florence we met Emmanuella, an architect-turned-designer in her mid-thirties. She picked us up from the train station in her brand new Honda Jazz and showed us around a bit. Traffic in Florence is crazy. CRAZY. All the cars are tiny hatchbacks, and the roads are excessively narrow. To make things worse, people on scooters drive inbetween the lanes. After her yoga class Emmanuella cooked us some interesting pasta with bacon, eggs, and cheese--I think it was called carbonera.
We took a look at a wine cellar, but everything was kind of pricey there. You can get a good bottle of wine in a grocery store in Italy for under $2.
A reproduction of Michaelangelo's David.
The famous bridge filled with Jewelry shops.
Please do not "lie down, camp, or behave in a indecent way." The latter was difficult for Eri, but we managed to escape apprehension.
Florence's famous Duomo.
A door made from golden plates.
Two guys playing Christmas music on sax and accordian. I woulda jammed, but I didn't bring my ax.
Before leaving for Venice, we stopped by a cafe and had some really good Gnocci with Pesto, and Eri had a (real) cappucino.
A view of Venice from outside the train station.
The buses in Venice are actually boats called Vaporettos.
A bustling street in Venice.
We had some trouble finding our hostel in Venice, but after asking a few people we found it. The street layout in Venice is crazy--each street is only a block or two long, has a different name, and is at a different angle.
We found a nice restaurant and decided to have our one expensive meal of the trip. We had canalonis w/ meat sauce, spinach tagliatella w/ swordfish, and potato porchini soup. I think the total was around 50 euros.
The next morning we took the vaporetto to San Marco to see the cathederal. After wandering around for a few hours (the pictures of which were lost) we took the train back to Munich.
Eri was pretty tired from all our travels, but that's a great thing about traveling by train.
In Florence we met Emmanuella, an architect-turned-designer in her mid-thirties. She picked us up from the train station in her brand new Honda Jazz and showed us around a bit. Traffic in Florence is crazy. CRAZY. All the cars are tiny hatchbacks, and the roads are excessively narrow. To make things worse, people on scooters drive inbetween the lanes. After her yoga class Emmanuella cooked us some interesting pasta with bacon, eggs, and cheese--I think it was called carbonera.
We took a look at a wine cellar, but everything was kind of pricey there. You can get a good bottle of wine in a grocery store in Italy for under $2.
A reproduction of Michaelangelo's David.
The famous bridge filled with Jewelry shops.
Please do not "lie down, camp, or behave in a indecent way." The latter was difficult for Eri, but we managed to escape apprehension.
Florence's famous Duomo.
A door made from golden plates.
Two guys playing Christmas music on sax and accordian. I woulda jammed, but I didn't bring my ax.Before leaving for Venice, we stopped by a cafe and had some really good Gnocci with Pesto, and Eri had a (real) cappucino.
A view of Venice from outside the train station.
The buses in Venice are actually boats called Vaporettos.
A bustling street in Venice.We had some trouble finding our hostel in Venice, but after asking a few people we found it. The street layout in Venice is crazy--each street is only a block or two long, has a different name, and is at a different angle.
We found a nice restaurant and decided to have our one expensive meal of the trip. We had canalonis w/ meat sauce, spinach tagliatella w/ swordfish, and potato porchini soup. I think the total was around 50 euros.
The next morning we took the vaporetto to San Marco to see the cathederal. After wandering around for a few hours (the pictures of which were lost) we took the train back to Munich.
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