We left Roma with no regrets from the night before and eager to head out to Florence. However, our eagerness was turned sour after a group of well-practiced theives stole our tour guides purse. After half our bus tried to chase the theives down with no luck we headed on a quiet drive to Florence. The drive was beautiful as we headed through the sunflower and wine fields of Tuscany. Our driver took us through the narrow and winding roads and led us to the town of San Gimigiano. Having two hours to spend in this town of belltowers, wine, and sunflowers, we, along with our gossip squad, made our way to an excellent Italian lunch that would last over an hour. We chatted about everything and dined on wine, lasagne, soup, prociutto, mozzarella, and more pasta. Realzing the time we headed back to the bus. Not without stopping at a little silver store on the way..... What did I find at the silver store????? My favorite butterfly ring!!!!! I was absolutely elated as I never thought I would be able to find my ring again!!!! Anyways, enough about that..... We parted from San Gimigiano and headed towards Pisa and finally Florence. Our Hotel Autopark was really quite the place to be as it was far out of town and had the luxury of being able to shower, brush teeth and use the toilet at the same time.....who would of thought of multitasking like that???? After a chance to rest up we headed into town for our dinner and night at the Red Garter. The Red Garter has become a memory as drinks were served by the pitcher and karaoke available. We partied and danced and listened to some good and some not so good singers hit the mic. We all parted ways, me on my way to more of Florence, roof top swimming pools, and early morning drives through the hillls surrounding Florence. AUUUUGH. Kirsten: the red garter was a contiki bar in which we found many contiki kids and some sleazy Italian men who knew the contiki girls GOT DOWN. I somehow found the only Italian man who spoke no english whatsoever. He was smokin hot though, and we had fun not talking at the club. As the night came to a close i found my homegirl TILF and Frank, and we had an interesting cab ride home together. Moral of the evening- a pitcher of rum and coke MIGHT be too much.