We left the camping grounds early and took the shuttle bus down to the train because the thought of wheeling my suitcase down that hill made me hate life. Got on the train easily enough and neither of our cards were stolen, although to be fair we took four seats to ourselves and anytime someone tried to sit near used gave them an evil look. Once we got off the train, which miraculously didn't break down this time, we had some breakfast and almost missed our bus to Florence because we barely found the stop in time. But all was good we found it!

7 hours later we made it to Florence, hauled our suitcases for half an hour and made it to the hostel. We drank some wine whilst waiting for our friend Tim to finish work and come meet us and we were pretty drunk by the time he got there with his friend. They drove us to the club and we danced for a few hours but the Italians are gross, there's always someone trying to touch you and talk to you. The club shut around four and it took us 2 hours to walk home because we were to drunk to find our way.