I am finally moved into my apartment. It feels like I have been here for forever just because of how crazy things got. Things are supposed to calm down a lot after the next week, but for now free time is a luxury, when I find it I do the healthiest thing possible. Nothing. My first sight of freedom was last night, my first night in Firenze, I had been running around moving everyone in and had a light lunch and no dinner. I figured I just would get a light fare and then if there was leftovers I would reheat them for breakfast. I walked around for a bit just to remind myself of where everything is. Some stuff I remembered, others looked completely new(although I am sure that 400 year old buildings are put up all the time). I wandered around for a bit before I ended up in Piazza Signoria and stopped. The night was dark, it was probably around 9:30, and I decided that I wasn't going any further. I could have bought a cheap sandwich anywhere, but I just wasn't in the mood to do the whole grab-and-go thing. So I sat down at the most obvious tourist trap that looked right out at the Palazzo Vecchio with full intentions of ordering dinner. As soon as I saw the menu I knew that wasn't happening. It was in Italian with not only English subtitles but pictures. PICTURES. Yeah. I felt ridiculous sitting there, I knew I was better than that. I felt bad leaving after I sat down, and I was so tired I dont know if I actually had it in me to move anytime soon so I decided to just enjoy a glass of wine. It was obnoxiously expensive, but that wasn't the point. I spent two and a half hours drinking my one glass of wine just sitting staring out at the families bustling around, making friends with the waiters, and just decompressing. It was exactly what I needed. The view was beautiful, it really reminded me of what I missed about Florence. My free time and meals are appreciated more when the world is quiet and I just get to sit and enjoy my surroundings.
