I am in Florence, finally. The plane diverted to Pisa on account of high winds and then they sent us to Florence on a bus, past fields of sunflowers turned resolutely away from the sun. Aren't sunflowers supposed to turn toward the sun?
But I understood them, because I too wanted to get out of the sun. The bus had no air-conditioning.
"It's a free tour, so enjoy it!" I murmured to myself, as my skin grew taut and salty in the heat. Then I realized that there was a cool metal bar under the seat in front of me, and jammed my ankles against it. I did not realize that ankles could be the source of such joy.
Today: Florence! I have no real plans right now; just wandering.
But I understood them, because I too wanted to get out of the sun. The bus had no air-conditioning.
"It's a free tour, so enjoy it!" I murmured to myself, as my skin grew taut and salty in the heat. Then I realized that there was a cool metal bar under the seat in front of me, and jammed my ankles against it. I did not realize that ankles could be the source of such joy.
Today: Florence! I have no real plans right now; just wandering.
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Date: 2011-07-04 06:12 am (UTC)Please take pictures for me, will you?
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