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Really random memory.
Scene : Florence Flea Market late getting back to meeting point with Saylor
Moment: Emily is buying a something leather from a vendor and I am waiting. Then an Italian man goes "Oh you dropped something" I am thinking to myself oh my god did I drop my passport was I pick-pocketed without knowing? Then he proceeds to say " Oh you dropped my heart. Please bend over and pick it up." Mind you I look and he has his hand at the ready to go and slap my ass. Em and I ran away real fast!
I wish I took more of every city in. I wish instead of sitting my hotel room at night I was in florence living the night life. I wish I could have experienced the "real" Italian life. NOT just all the dumb old tourism. Yes, a lot of that was stuff I wanted to see,but to stay in a little cottage on the outskirts of Florence or Venice and see how they wash their clothes and hang them on a line and go to the market every morning to get fresh fruit or whatever they do on a daily basis.
I have around 600+ pictures and I hardly feel as though I have an memories. It was nothing like London where every step you took you made memories and the people around you were willing to make them with you.It was a lot homier( if that is even a word) when we went to London. Emily and I spent every waking minute of every day together, which I am not complaining we had a lot of great times, but I got back not knowing whether or not I had really enjoyed myself and just knowing that question had come about , realized my worst fear. I really didn't enjoy much of Italy.
You live and you learn I guess. Tomorrow is doctor's appointment in Hershey. Yay outlets, no money!
I'm out with love<3 to all
Scene : Florence Flea Market late getting back to meeting point with Saylor
Moment: Emily is buying a something leather from a vendor and I am waiting. Then an Italian man goes "Oh you dropped something" I am thinking to myself oh my god did I drop my passport was I pick-pocketed without knowing? Then he proceeds to say " Oh you dropped my heart. Please bend over and pick it up." Mind you I look and he has his hand at the ready to go and slap my ass. Em and I ran away real fast!
I wish I took more of every city in. I wish instead of sitting my hotel room at night I was in florence living the night life. I wish I could have experienced the "real" Italian life. NOT just all the dumb old tourism. Yes, a lot of that was stuff I wanted to see,but to stay in a little cottage on the outskirts of Florence or Venice and see how they wash their clothes and hang them on a line and go to the market every morning to get fresh fruit or whatever they do on a daily basis.
I have around 600+ pictures and I hardly feel as though I have an memories. It was nothing like London where every step you took you made memories and the people around you were willing to make them with you.It was a lot homier( if that is even a word) when we went to London. Emily and I spent every waking minute of every day together, which I am not complaining we had a lot of great times, but I got back not knowing whether or not I had really enjoyed myself and just knowing that question had come about , realized my worst fear. I really didn't enjoy much of Italy.
You live and you learn I guess. Tomorrow is doctor's appointment in Hershey. Yay outlets, no money!
I'm out with love<3 to all