Day three in Florence and I feel like I know a quarter of the city centre like the back of my hand. Maybe that's because on day one I stumbled into a leather jacket shop, was met by the stereotypical, bushy eyebrowed, super suave, confident, 50 something Italian man, who I will call hereafter Mr. Leather Man, LM for short. He handed me two of the most gorgeous black leather jackets, which he had made, all while rambling to someone on the phone in Italian. I trie...

I just walked by this bridge this morning! Yeah! So Jessie and I decided that our trip to Milan was a way for the traveling gods to make us appreciate the greatness of our past and future destinations. We are in much better spirits as you may be able to tell. We left Milan, toured the lovely town of Pisa and saw the Leaning Tower, then hopped on the train again to Florence, arriving last night. We got a recommendation for a great campsite here and so we cr...