Friday 25 November Train to Florence
C Woke at midnight – fever and ill. Doubtful about tomorrow and wondering about hospital. Eventually fell in frozen sleep and woke feeling not too bad. Took slow walk to station – as usual they don’t tell you the platform until 15 minutes before departure which then leaves a frantic dash to get to the train and walk down to the right carriage. This could easily be over 500m. Luckily we had it easier than that this time. 3.5 hours pleasant ride through the rolling green countryside, olive trees and grapevines, red tiled houses, dozens of looong tunnels and the occasional fortress/castle on top of a hill. J found our way to the hostel – gotta love google maps.
We are in a very old building, and there is a constant sound of rushing wind, or is it growling ghost??? No wind outside, so a little puzzled. Maybe movie in room next door? hmmm no, no tv's here. After about 2 hours I realised that it is the little fridge. lolololololol Well, I think it is the fridge ..........We have had great rooms here and in Rome with central heating and heated floors at night.
The frieze in our bathroom ceiling
From our window looking down Via Della Condotta
Some of Chris' new fridge magnets - and we have only just begun *sigh*
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