Italy: Day 1

We entered the Tuscan area of Italy via plane from Barcelona. We arrived at a very small airport on the outskirts of Florence. As we disembarked and entered the small baggage claim area I noticed a policeman with a beautiful German Shepard at his side. Minutes later the dog was sniffing out each and every one of our bags for narcotics or explosives or something illegal. It was an interesting experience. On the way out the airport we didn't really have a plan. All we knew was that Florence did not have a subway and thus we would have to catch a taxi into the city to our hotel. Yes, I did say hotel. We had major difficulties finding a hostel in this city and instead found what loked to be a decent hotel. We were sadly mistaken, but I will get back to that later. After a long ride into the city we found our hotel and checked in. We threw our bags in the room and headed out for the sites.

By the time we got situated and headed out it was early evening and of course we were starving so we walked a few blocks and found a corner bistro and had some incredible pizza and some fancy Coca Colas. By fancy I mean little glass bottles. After dinner we walked around for a while and then decided to find an internet cafe to keep up on our correspondence and Kim's need for celebrity gossip. After an exhaustive day of hungover traveling I was all for getting to bed early. Lucky enough we had an incredible room, with a dewpoint much like Florida in the summer, black mold growing on the ceiling and a disgusting bathroom. At this point I was too tired to care and quickly fell asleep.