Greg and I are staying in a small town about 1/2 hour outside of florence. The place is beautiful! Our apartment overlooks a warerfall and is situated on a lake. I don't particularly care for the girl that runs the place...she always looks at me like I'm a retarded person or like I'm bothering her. Greg thinks its a language thing, I think she's annoying.
When we arrived she was eating lunch and wouldn't tell me where the bathroom was, we arrived around 1:30 and this is siesta time. They take siesta's very seriously! The whole town shuts down from 1:00-4:30...
Last night we made dinner and then walked down to the center of town to watch a band play. Everyone from the town gahtered to watch this band, which is somewhat famous and from lorro ciuffena. Greg said it was like we were staying an italian stars hollow (from gilmore girls).
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