Monsignor della Casa Country Resort
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... so kept walking. The queue at the Duomo was almost as bad, We walked around most of Florence - got lost several times but have a there idea of the city layout. There is lots of construction happening; the Battista outside the Duomo is completely covered in scaffolding and it was difficult to get a photo of the church of Santa Croce as they are erecting a huge tent(?) in the piazza out front. There is some festival ...
... sandwiches for our picnic at Piazzale Michelangelo. Sunset is at 8:45, hope they wake up before then. They did, just in time. Caught the 12 bus and zoom....us and about a hundred of our new best friends shot up the hill. I think CnT were pretty awed by the sight....we've been going up for sunset for quite a while and it still takes our breath away! The woman we saw perform ...
... from the center. There was/is a beautiful view of the Tuscan hills from the drive. Goats, horses, cows, donkeys, are a few animals found in their quant farm. The signs were hand painted and situated perfectly, giving a country feel. BUT..There was no one to be found at the inn.
We walked around, knocked on doors, rang door bells until after awhile an extremely tall italian walked up. (I think the neighbors saw us and called..) He greeted us with a little confusion and ...
... a jam filled donut as I clearly had a reservation for a tent ON my email IN my phone. Needless to say, I ended up boarding the bus and she ended up huffing off muttering some nice Italian words under her breath (I'm sure it was something like "that nice Australian boy with the sexy beard had very polite manners and I'm sure it was an error in our system"). Later that night I learnt the shocking truth. After careful checks of my email *cue suspenseful music*, I found the bungalow ...
... And there we all parted ways.
So I wandered the streets again. It's still 100 degrees, and if I was black I would a ink spot right now. I got on another one of those hop on get off buses. I thought to myself, I won't sit up stairs this time to be cooked by the elements, ill sit inside. Big mistake! It was like I was sitting in an oven. No windows, no air con. I could hardly breath. After about 1/2 hour ...