Day 111

--Busy, busy day. Nikki and I started off our day with packing our bags for about the next week of our life, and then moving our luggage to her English for Pasta family’s apartment. Sidenote: we are leaving our luggage there, as they graciously let us, because it would be horrendous and horribly expensive to fly them to Greece and back.

With two large, wheelie bags (both probably weighing 50 lbs or more at the moment), I walked slowly down the streets in Firenze. And THEN I had to bring them up four, unfortunate, narrow flights of Italian steps. To give you a visual, imagine weakling me:

  - holding the handle of this large luggage

  - walking up two cement steps

  - turning around and grabbing the handle with both hands

  - pulling (with all the force in my arms and thighs) the luggage up

  - one step THUD

  - another step THUD

  - aaand repeat
What a sad sight that was. Nikki’s family was so sweet, making me drink water before I went down and attempted bag two. We were able to talk to them, and I played them a couple piano songs before we left.

We then went to Santa Croce, and I went inside the cathedral for the first time. It was very neat to see the tomb of Michelangelo, Dante, and Galileo, and the memorial statues that went along with it.

And of course, food, nap, food, chatting, journaling, and bed.