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Did you know Bullshit is a language? No need to be bold here thank God. Not as much traffic it seems as Padova. Ahhhhh sweet sweet safe cross walks. It is amazing the little things we take for granted, such as the safety of cross walks. Every once in a while I will bust out the comment, Calgary Police would bust your ass for that bad move. Heh.Woke up in Padova this morning at the ungodly hour of 4 as there was a time change and bus and train thing to make sure we made. Caught the train, had a solid minute of sleep on the train, got to Florence, dropped our bags at the hostel which is kinda cool actually, and then busted it on over to Sienna. Jeez and I thought it only rained like that in Vancouver. Bah. It poured in Siena to the point where we were just miserable and bone chilling cold. That and well, no freakin bus service on Easter- who knew? Even a simple freakin taxi was hard to come by. So we walked, and missed our train and the trip to Pisa. All is well though. Back at the hostel and just checking the ol' email which is lookin real bare kids. REAL bare. I have more email from spam than I do from my friends. Wankers. Tomorrow is the walking tour of Florence. Aaron and I have a semi solid plan which hopefully doesn't get rained out and then after that- a trip on down to Rome for the next 5 days I believe. It gets frustrating travelling. Especially in another country with another language and another set of rules and uh... yah. Missing trains, weather, random spurts of hunger, expensive shit every corner you turn and then the realization that you are in their land now- speak their lingo. Dumb twit I am. I can understand it no problem- can't speak it to save my life. Thank God Aaron is a little more bold with that. He seems to have a knack for talking to people in other lingos than his own. Damn multilingual speaker. There are these cakes every one is carrying around in boxes. We came to the conclusion that it was Easter cake and we thought we ought to find some. Well hell no. It looks stale stale stale. Maybe it's good though- who knows... Pizza for the past couple dys. We went to this fun place last night in Padova called Brek where it was like a buffet thing- but then they cooked it for you. So we copped out on the pasta and had pizza, again for the third night yummmmmmm and had a pizza with some articoke hearts, black olives, mushrooms and some ham. I picked off everything but the ham. Heh. It was cheap. Man there is so much I want to tell you like about the copious amounts of lingerie stores in each town and the dreaded lineups to all the cathedrals and lack of sleep in some hostels and the... uh... SO MUCH MORE TO TELL YOU. Alas, I think I need to have a shower. Time is short on this bad boy. Hopefully this reaches you guys and then you can all reach out and touch me. MMm. Emails... Ciao!!!! Posted by Bella at 10:41 AM# 0 Comments:
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