Day 13 - The Day Of Stairs/ The Princesses Move Palaces
FlorenceFriday, June 17, 2011
We have yet to mention our subpar living arrangements since landing in Florence. Hostel amenities: mold, bed bugs, dirty sheets, and drunk teenagers.
This picture just really doesn't capture it to the fullest though.
Yes, folks, this is a close up of that comforter you were wondering about. That dingy color you see, no it's not just the photo. I believe that is because it hasn't been washed. We are highly certain those sheets probably weren't either.
We will spare you what the bathroom looked like, but it was no bueno.
Here are the stairs leading into the hostel, I show you these just to show the juxtaposition between them and the hotels you will see in a few shots.
New hotel: not the hostel.
Plus a bidet!
The new hotel stairwell, you can tell how excited Kelly is about this one.
Switching hostel to hotel was not the biggest event of the day. We visited the Cathedral Duomo di Santa Maria del Fiore, the city's trademark and the fourth-largest church in the Christian world. We hiked 463 stairs to the top of the cupola(dome 107 meters high), where we had a bird's eye view of Florence.
Pretty, Pretty Florence
These stairs were no ordinary stairs, they were skinny and steep.
After eating the most delicious pizza we have ever had (guilt free thanks to our hike), we went to the Galleria dellÂ'Accademia (home of Michelangelo's David). While standing next to a "Photography Forbidden" sign, I snapped a shot of this world famous 4.1m tall, anatomically correct "David." In my defense, I didn't see the sign until after and sincerely thought about deleting it. But come on, I have a photo of the David!
We finished our day with a traditional 3 course Italian dinner. And now, we may never need to eat again.
Oh and Jasmine... are you in Italy?
And hey Rachel, since you love to find weirdos in a crowd and snap a creepy shot, this one is for you. This lady has been following us around for 2 days screaming at Kelly in Italian. Now every time Kelly sees her, she runs. Needless to say, I(Malia) am the one taking the photo. But yes I too was a little afraid of her, as you can tell by only getting half of her pleading face. This picture may look crass, but I swear this woman was everywhere we were, yelling something at us, for 2 days. Even Kelly's dreams!
Hope she isn't in the cooking class with us tomorrow!
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