Després de llevar-me a les 7 del matí per anar a registrar-nos al camping i entrar el cotxe, vaig tornar al llit, ja que la lisa encara estava dormint. Vam despertar-nos cap a les 12 del migdia, ja per la calor. Fins les 9 del matí havia fotut molt de fred. Un cop arreglats, vam anar al bar del camping per gaudir de la oferta d’un esmorzar italià, gentilesa de la casa, amb capuccino inclòs. 
Un cop esmorzat, vam tirar cap a la ciutat on vam disfrutar del Ponte Vecchio i tots els carrers i carrerons que la història hi ha deixat. Florència és un lloc per visitar sens dubte. De fet, us sorprendreu en saber que no vam entrar a cap museu, ni la Galleria dell’Uficci. Vam veure que la ciutat en si és el propi encant. Vam visitar tot el centre, i un duomo que no era EL duomo, si no un altre…però això ho vam saber al cap d’una estona.
Durant la nostra visita vam gaudir del primer àpat estrictament italià…pasta, como no? Una mena de self service que estava prou bé i bé de preu. Després també vam gaudir d’una altra especialitat d’Itàlia, els gelats. Boníssims, cremosos i es desfeien de seguida, tot i que no feia molta calor.
Entre pitos i flautes vam tornar al camping cap a les 6, ja que estavem cansats, i volíem sopar tranquil.lament. I vam aprendre la lliçó que a Itàlia no es ven gel. Això ens van dir al súper del camping. Però vam comprar quatre coses i la Lisa va vendre un paquet de tabac a una irlandesa (per confirmar) per 4 euros. En sortir del super, va començar a ploure i, enlloc de córrer els 50 metres cap a la tenda, vam fer els 2 metres fins el bar. Vaig anar a demanar i mentrestant la Lisa va conèixer un noi de Platja d’Aro, que es trobava camí de l’Eurocopa. Jesús es diu, molt bon tio…i na fent na fent…vam sopar junts un arròs al curri i una pizza, i cervesa. Tot això amb el futbol de fons.
Al dia següent, més del mateix, amb el Duomo i Battistero inclosos, amb la intenció frustrada d’anar a Pisa, a la nit a sopar un altre cop amb en Jesús
After waking up by 7am to check in properly and bring the car in, I went back to bed, since Lisa was still asleep. We woke up by midday, as it was too hot. It had been really cold up until 9am. Once sorted, we headed to the bar to enjoy an offer of Italian breakfast, capuccino included.
Once we had breakfast, we walked to town, where we could enjoy the Ponte Vecchio and all the streets and alleys History has left. Florence is a place to visit without a doubt. Actually, you would be surprised to know we did not enter any museum or Galleria dell’Ufficci. The main attraction is the city itself. We visited the centre, and a dome that was not the actual Duomo, but another one…but we didn’t find out until later
During our visit we enjoyed our first strictly italian meal…pasta….in a kind of self-service which was pretty good food- and pricewise. We also enjoyed another Italian speciality…ice creams. Delicious, creamy and rapidly melting, even though it wasn’t that hot.
All in all, we we headed back by 6pm, as we were tired and wanted to have dinner calmly. And we learned that lesson that says that you can’t purchase ice in Italy. That’s we were told in the camping supermarket. But we bought a few bits and Lisa sold a packet of cigarrettes to an Irish girl (to be confirmed) for €4. As we got off the supermarket, it started pissing down with rain and we ran 2 meters until the bar, instead of running 50 to the tent. I went to order some drinks and in the meantime Lisa met some geezer from Platja d’Aro who was on his way to the Euro 2008. His name’s Jesús, good lad he is and all in all, we had dinner together : rice curry and pizza…all marinated with beer. All these with the footie in the background.
Following day was a little bit of the same, with the Duomo and Battistero included, with the frustrated intention of going to Pisa, and dinner with Jesús again
Un cop esmorzat, vam tirar cap a la ciutat on vam disfrutar del Ponte Vecchio i tots els carrers i carrerons que la història hi ha deixat. Florència és un lloc per visitar sens dubte. De fet, us sorprendreu en saber que no vam entrar a cap museu, ni la Galleria dell’Uficci. Vam veure que la ciutat en si és el propi encant. Vam visitar tot el centre, i un duomo que no era EL duomo, si no un altre…però això ho vam saber al cap d’una estona.
Durant la nostra visita vam gaudir del primer àpat estrictament italià…pasta, como no? Una mena de self service que estava prou bé i bé de preu. Després també vam gaudir d’una altra especialitat d’Itàlia, els gelats. Boníssims, cremosos i es desfeien de seguida, tot i que no feia molta calor.
Entre pitos i flautes vam tornar al camping cap a les 6, ja que estavem cansats, i volíem sopar tranquil.lament. I vam aprendre la lliçó que a Itàlia no es ven gel. Això ens van dir al súper del camping. Però vam comprar quatre coses i la Lisa va vendre un paquet de tabac a una irlandesa (per confirmar) per 4 euros. En sortir del super, va començar a ploure i, enlloc de córrer els 50 metres cap a la tenda, vam fer els 2 metres fins el bar. Vaig anar a demanar i mentrestant la Lisa va conèixer un noi de Platja d’Aro, que es trobava camí de l’Eurocopa. Jesús es diu, molt bon tio…i na fent na fent…vam sopar junts un arròs al curri i una pizza, i cervesa. Tot això amb el futbol de fons.Al dia següent, més del mateix, amb el Duomo i Battistero inclosos, amb la intenció frustrada d’anar a Pisa, a la nit a sopar un altre cop amb en Jesús
After waking up by 7am to check in properly and bring the car in, I went back to bed, since Lisa was still asleep. We woke up by midday, as it was too hot. It had been really cold up until 9am. Once sorted, we headed to the bar to enjoy an offer of Italian breakfast, capuccino included.
Once we had breakfast, we walked to town, where we could enjoy the Ponte Vecchio and all the streets and alleys History has left. Florence is a place to visit without a doubt. Actually, you would be surprised to know we did not enter any museum or Galleria dell’Ufficci. The main attraction is the city itself. We visited the centre, and a dome that was not the actual Duomo, but another one…but we didn’t find out until later
During our visit we enjoyed our first strictly italian meal…pasta….in a kind of self-service which was pretty good food- and pricewise. We also enjoyed another Italian speciality…ice creams. Delicious, creamy and rapidly melting, even though it wasn’t that hot.
All in all, we we headed back by 6pm, as we were tired and wanted to have dinner calmly. And we learned that lesson that says that you can’t purchase ice in Italy. That’s we were told in the camping supermarket. But we bought a few bits and Lisa sold a packet of cigarrettes to an Irish girl (to be confirmed) for €4. As we got off the supermarket, it started pissing down with rain and we ran 2 meters until the bar, instead of running 50 to the tent. I went to order some drinks and in the meantime Lisa met some geezer from Platja d’Aro who was on his way to the Euro 2008. His name’s Jesús, good lad he is and all in all, we had dinner together : rice curry and pizza…all marinated with beer. All these with the footie in the background.
Following day was a little bit of the same, with the Duomo and Battistero included, with the frustrated intention of going to Pisa, and dinner with Jesús again
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