Italian Stoli

Day: 16

I find it funny that my sleep cycle seems to be shifting from my old bartending cycle (about 1am to 9am) to something that I completely did not expect, like 10:30 or 11pm to 7am. Today was the 6^th day in a row that I was up at 7am. No alarms or noisy people in my hostel room, just naturally waking up at 7am. Weird, huh? Perhaps some late night drinking is in order.

Anyhow, I finally made it to Galleria degil Uffizi after 3 days of trying and for all I built it up it was kind of a letdown, all paintings of Jesus being born or Jesus being crucified with the occasional Caesar statue thrown in. They also didn’t allow photos so I can’t bring you any photographic pleasures. Although it did rain most of the day so I can’t complain about the weather because I was indoors most of the morning.

I was wandering through a grocery store with some new Brazilian friends looking for alcohol sometime in the evening and guess what I found? A bottle of Stoli, relabeled for Italy in green packaging but it still made a wonderful vodka tonic, with that same sweet taste. So I spent the better part of the night drinking with a whole bunch of people (Brazilians, Canadians, New Zealanders, Australians even one other American), and when my vodka ran out around 11pm I was rather inebriated so I headed to bed at 11:30.

Great, even late night drinking only drags my bedtime out half an hour. Maybe I should start drinking a little later than 6:30.