Published: November 13th 2008November 13th 2008
so i am writing at an odd time for us, normally we write at the end of our day before heading up to da room. BUT, let me tell you what we've got goin on here in Firenze! We step off our train and are following our directions to the hostel which are marked by McDonalds (i was a little sad inside, our roman picturesque hostel was fading). But then we hit the hostel, go up 4 flights of stairs and arrive at Luna Rossa. So it is quite quaint and coulouful, we got a map with all the places circled for us, just like at our last hostel. Marco, the guy famous on the hostel website i booked from was of course there- curly dark italian hair and all! So he eventually marches us down the street, then up some more stairs to our place. There's a communal kitchen and sitting area, very much a plus. We walk into our room, and ohhh the sight! Queen size bed, big italian open-uppy windows for me to sing out onto the street, antique italian furniture, italian artwork, private bath with "automatic lights" (no more turning on the lights ourselves like in manual light switching canada!), beday, shower, TOWELS, annnnd our own computer with skype and flatscreen tv with satellite. Craziness i tell yah, CRAZINESS! Why anyone would stay at a hotel here in italiano is beyond me. I thought it couldn't get better than our last place, well i stand corrected!!! here i am sitting on the end of the bed typing, chris rubbing my back...siggh italians sure know how to set up a grande place to sleep on a cheap euro. a double kiss cheek kiss for them!! Grazie Grazie!!!
But my favourite part of the day, maybe the entire trip so far was our leaving the train when we arrived here. There was this adorable professor eyebrowed, old italian man sitting next to me on the train. He snored part of the trip and the rest of it he did italian crosswords!!! Oh crosswords how i love thee, and italian crosswords are the path to my italiano heart! Anyway, when we left our seats i waved him a good-bye and he responded with a double handed talking-motion wave with a beautiful italian smile. oh my heart. that man has it on the train to milano. if only he had double kissed me, then i would be on the train to milano, and chris would have this room all to himself!
so, i'm sure chris will write later tonight to tell you about our plans to take a day trip to pisa, and i'm hoping maybe the wine tasting tour. oh baby, oh baby!
happy 24th birthday my sisser!!!!
love meg and chris