Our last day in Florence was spent wandering around the city, trying to take in every last bit of it before we had to leave. We shopped, we walked, we ate gelato. Pretty similar to our other days, just with less structure. After seven days in Florence, I was finally able to find my way back to the hotel without the help of a GPS. The afternoon was spent getting one last use out of the roof top pool and getting to catch a glimpse of Ozzy Osbourne play the Firenze Rocks outdoor festival happening down the street. We could see fire shooting into the air from the stage and man I really wish I knew about this concert before I got there because that would’ve been an even cooler addition to the already amazing adventure we were on.
We all got dinner one last time and then went to Buoneria for drinks and to listen to music. (Shout out to Val, Bri, Sue, Cam, and Maddie for stumbling upon this place)
It was a really nice way to end an unforgettable trip. A presto, Italia.
# of dogs seen today: 35
I have to say, Regina Milan is a superhero. Our flight from Paris to Boston was canceled the morning of, and within minutes; Regina had me on a different flight which arrived in Boston sooner than my original flight! I never thought I would leave the United States, and within my short study abroad experience; I stepped foot in The Netherlands, Switzerland, and most notably; Italy. I did not know that the Swiss Alps and the clouds look identical to 40,000 feet high. I didn’t know that strangers could become life-long friends within days. My boyfriend passed away last December, and Italy was the one place he wanted to travel. UMass Lowell made it possible for me to bring him there, and I will never be able to repay that. Thank you so very much, and Ciao.
Now that, by day seven, I am basically a Florence native; I took on the market. As our last full day in the country, most of us took advantage of the day shopping. I purchased gifts for family and friends back home including an authentic leather purse for my mom and various cooking ingredients, souvenirs, etc. Our farewell dinner was not only bittersweet, and reminiscent of Da Vinci’s Last Supper, but also well deserved.
I think it is pretty amazing that my first cooking class was in Florence Italy. Or maybe not considering I am 21 and haven’t taken one as an adult yet. I do have to say the best pizza I tasted was made by me, or maybe that’s the designer in me speaking.
Here I am sitting at the airport again after a canceled flight and a rebooking gone wrong. Val and I spent one last night in the city of Florence and tried to make the best out of it. We explored this other side of town, Sesto Fiorentino nearby the airport. We were given a hotel and a very nice dinner, where we finally found some Tiramisu for dessert!
Looking back I am extremely happy I went through and decided to come on this trip and learned so much about history and art. Italy is absolutely gorgeous and I am already looking forward to my next trip – whenever that may be.
Ciao, for now, Firenze, you have been a dream. Thank you for making me appreciate the beauty this world has to offer a little bit more.
Our last full day in Italy was well spent doing my favorite activity, shopping. We made our way down to the center of Florence and went into the bottom level of the market where I bought salami, oil, spices, and an olive wood cutting board. Outside of the market was an open-air leather market stocked with all sorts of souvenirs and knick knacks. I bought key chains, magnets, a bracelet and even a small leather purse. Although that section of downtown was all hustle and bustle we decided to have a small lunch a few streets away where it was more quiet. Of course, I had to get the pizza. I’ve decided that there’s no such thing as too much pizza. After enjoying a quick meal I took the best nap of my life back at the hotel to prepare for the “Last Supper”.