We arrived in Florence last night, and as I type I'm sitting in the hostel waiting for Dre to get out of the shower. I cant tell you how different the hostel is from our experience in Rome. First, there is five floors, which may not seem like such a luxury, but after sleeping in what felt like some dudes apartment, it is. We even have an elevator that looks like it is from this century. We have a pool that changes colors with lights and a Turkish bath... Whatever that is. The funny part is that it is geared toward college aged kids, and it has consistently made Dre and I feel extremely old. Dre feels like she has to decide what sorority to rush (those days are gone sweetheart).
The funniest part is that Dre and I have said that in Europe, we don't look our best. And that's putting it lightly. I mean, getting ready has consisted of bushing our teeth, every so often brushing our hair, and putting on an outfit that looks only slightly worn. Let's just say, we haven't put our best face forward in Europe. However, last night... Drum roll please... We found out we could rent a hair dryer. Pause for shock and awe. I have never been so excited to use a hair dryer in my life, if I can even remember how. Ladies and gents, today we will get ready like queens. We still are left with a travel straightener that can only straighten three hairs at a time, but at this point... I'll deal.
Today, after blow drying our hair, we will check out The Duomo. We are planning to climb the stairs and see the panoramic view of Florence. I can't wait. We are also going to sign up for a biking tour at night and a pub crawl that are put on by our hostel. I love you guys and miss you guys! Xoxoxoxo
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