Summertimegrrrrrrrrrrr

Can you believe it? Summertime by that Merck whatever band is our day song!
Bah! I almost screamed and jumped out the window of the bus.

I can here you laughing Kirsty, but its not funny. I think my life may be over.
Actually, well, I just sing along with everyone else, but I am hurting inside.

I am in Florence today. What a nice place! I love it.
What is it about Florence that makes it so nice? Did you like it Kirsty?

Oh my god, still no photos. I think I might tape a large sign to my entire body reminding myself to bring the cable. Lets face it, they are boring anyway. Except the ones of me up to no good.

Some highlights:
- There are gypsies everywhere and they are fun to ignore. We also learnt how to say "go away you dirty gypsy or I will break your little neck" in Italian.
- I saw the leaning tower of Pisa yesterday and frankly it looked straight to me. And only one story tall! Maybe it wasn't the leaning tower I saw then......
- European girls are so hot it is almost unbearable. But I will bear it like a man.
- People are getting stuff stolen, but only the girls. I think my careful possession protection plan is working. Cross fingers!
- Our group is starting to get all big brotherish, with people bitching about others and forming little cliques. Halarious! Let the voting begin. I reckon I would last for ages because my personaility is so neutral and inoffensive.
- The number of massive buildings made over hundreds of years by hundreds of labourers never fails to impress me. So much wealth in the hands of so few sure did make for so impressive symbols of personal ego.

And the rumours are true, Florence does smell like a new jigsaw puzzle on Christmas morning.