Alright after an 8 hour trip from Taormina to Rome, then a 4 hour trip to Pisa, then a 1 hour trip to Florence. I finally get to relax and kick back for a couple days till I head to Venice. Well that is the plan so far. Florence is pretty nice its not to big. The Church of Santa Maria in central Florence is beautiful. I am going to site see some more tomorrow then maybe a wine tour the following day. I am real sick of trains, buses, and subways but I still have many more of them to catch. Although, what the hell am I complaining about I am in freaking Italy!!! I am stoked because I have been able to travel through central, southern, and now northern italy. I get to experience all aspects of this beautiful place and try the different cusines each city has to offer. I was real amazed by how so many italians have not even seen a lot of their own country. I have met a few natives on trains who have never been to sicily, pompeii, or even venice. They all think I am crazy for rolling through the whole country
byself.
Today I went to a restaurant and was a little reluctant about the place after I had there buschete. Every place I have eaten at has had the most amazing buschete so when I ate there buschete I was bummed that it was not that good. Although, I ordered this ravioli plate with mussels, shrimp, and clams and it was ridiculuous I loved it. Also, there house wine was even more amazing I was super stoked. Then the guy who owns the place comes up to me and says....you want desert or cafe...I responded with....I will take a cappucino. I thought he was going to slap me across the face when I order that because he said to me....How dare you order a stupid america drink like a cappucino.....You look italian and I refuse to serve you a cappucino you either get a caffe or a expresso. So in order to avoid getting rocked by him I asked for an expresso. It was so good and super strong, i was so wired it felt like I took a hit of cocaine. Well I do not know what cocaine is like but I imagine it was like the feeling
I had after that expresso. After words I asked him for the check and he refused to let me leave untill I drank some sort of Italian Liquor. It was really good but real strong and once again I got real loaded. By the way he also refused that I pay for those shots of Liquor as well. I really did not want to argue or say no to the guy especailly since he was giving me a free drink. I then asked him if I could see the bottle to write down the name of it and he again pours me another shot of this crazy drink. I said....... I cannot have another one I will fall on my face...... and he said....... I thought you Mexicans can drink I am disappointed in you, so I said fine give me another then. I drank the other shot and started to get real blurry then he comes by and pours me another shot. I drink it as well to avoid disappointing him and finally he lets me go. I think I had a better chance of just staying there because I could not see straight, had no idea where I
was, and due to my blurry vision I could not read the map for the life of me. Long story short I am doing good, having a fantastic time, and still kind of drunk as I write this. I am sure this thing does not make any sense right now. Haha. I miss you familia and I am off to who knows where because I have no idea where I am at right now.
Part of trip:
Italia