Italian pharmaceuticals, bikes, and an out-of-shape me do not mix... I took a bike tour of Florence and the Chianti region today hoping that it would be a relaxing trip with breathtaking views. Well, the views were certainly breathtaking but not in the way you think, I was so tired from pedaling up hill that I literally couldn't breathe, also the pills I took the night before still hadn't worn off so I was really groggy. The trip was still really rewarding, my tour guide, Amy, is an American living in Florence teaching at the American School. She was an amazing person and helped me decipher the instructions on my pills (turns out one pill would have been plenty, but after last night I probably could have figured that out myself.) She took us through a couple of villages and we ate lunch and tasted local wines at a beautiful villa surrounded by olive groves and vineyards. Bella.