Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Caffe
This afternoon was gorgeous. I decided to postpone writing a paper for my Shakespeare class and went into Florence. It was so wonderful to just wander on my own. I admired a palace for a while, strolled into some shops, and stopped to get a "caffe" before leaving. It was my first espresso, and Italians just stand at the counter and drink them. (You have to pay more to sit down.) I spoke Italian the whole time and felt like I actually fit in. I can get used to this.
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