When Did Italy Get This Cold?

Day 14:

I swear sometimes I feel like my blog is just a form for me to vent my weather frustrations. The skies are clear and beautiful, and I can see the sun beating down, so why am I freezing while wearing a t-shirt, a long sleeve shirt, a sweater, and a toboggan (that’s Alabaman for beanie). It make no sense to my Californian sensibilities, I mean, if the sun is there, shouldn’t it be warm?

I wanted to go to the Galleria degil Uffizi (a museum where the Italians store much of the art from the renaissance) today so I headed out around 8am for a walk to a view overlooking Florence that I heard about from another then I planned to get in line for the museum roughly at 10am. The walk was great, but when I arrived at the Galleria the line was huge! There was a sign that said it would be roughly an hour long wait, so no big deal, I put on some “The Kid Stays in the Picture” a audio book on my Ipod that Vito gave me and constantly quotes in my blog comments, and started waiting. Around noon, after two hours of Bob Evans giving me great advice from his life story, I was starving and only about halfway up the line so I decided to give up this mission for today and perhaps try tomorrow. I settled for a couple of panino’s and a glass of vino.

The afternoon was spent talking to my sister online, blogging, napping and just having another all around day of vacation. On my way back to the hostel I picked up a bunch of beer because I had meant a couple of new friends who said there would probably be some drinking going on tonight, and I figured “what the hell, I haven’t drank in a couple of days”. The night gets blurry around this time, I went to sleep somewhere around 11:30pm with the hopes of getting up and making it out to see the leaning tower tomorrow.

Oh, by the way today is the two week mark already. Its flying by so fast, and I haven’t even done anything extremely stupid yet. I need to get on that.