Day 42: Thursday
As we quickly realized our time in Florence would soon be over, we decided to kill the last thing on our bucket list: the Pitti Palace, home of the Medici. Elli, Kari, and I set out in the morning since we didn’t have class until the afternoon, and spent the whole day exploring the palace and the grounds. Our passes given to us by Accent got us in for free, but we were most interested in seeing the costume museum. It was a confusing place, however, and we got stuck looking at all the rooms of the palace, and then couldn’t find our way out of the modern art museum. No one cares about modern art. Finally we found the costume museum, which was really cool because it had a bunch of dresses from mostly the 1900s, but a couple from earlier. I continuously found that I liked the ones from the 1920s and 1940s the best, but there were a couple from the 1990s that were very beautiful as well. We gave up on trying to find the museum that had a bunch of Medici artifacts and decided to venture out into the grounds despite the heat. It was very beautiful, and there was a fantastic view of the city. I did not enjoy the giant fish pond with all the giant fishies, and I even screamed when I was standing by it and one jumped. People stared. We wandered around for a little bit before we got too hot and decided we needed to get some lunch before class anyway. Luckily the Pitti Palace is just up the road from Accent, so we went to the café with the delicious penne for lunch. It was so cheap and very filling and delicious. After lunch it was time for our last class. We began class with our Accent evaluations in which I was finally able to bitch about how unhelpful they always were. I did sing my praises loudly for connecting us with Rocky however. After those, we did our class evaluations for Petrie. Petrie had come in very late explaining something about having to move again and something about his wife, and promptly left again, saying he would be back in twenty minutes. Everyone sat around after they finished their evaluations, and we listened to music, threw pennies, looked at pictures online of kitties, and Mike and Breanne had an intense staring competition, which Mike won. When Petrie finally did come back, he sent us outside for another twenty minute break. By this time, there was less than half of our class time left, and I pretty much accepted that our last day of class was on Tuesday, since this was no class. He did ramble about some stuff during the last half hour, but pretty much no one was listening. Kari and Elli informed me after class that they had been playing MASH and that I had been lucky enough to marry David. On our final walk home it FINALLY starting to rain, and it was very welcoming. While all the Italians ran for cover, Elli and I stood in the middle of the street with our arms open wide and begged the sky to pour on us. It barely sprinkled, however, and that was disappointing. When we got home I made Mike go to the train station with me so I could buy my ticket to go to Pisa tomorrow. Then I did the usual housekeeping of dinner and dishes and shower and whatnot. Since this was the last night everyone was all together, we all decided to go out for a pub crawl for one last shebang, but we never made it beyond the Old Stove. It was me, Elli, Kari, Breanne, Sarah, Kelly, Mike, David, Alex, Brian, Chris, Don, and Andrew. After a while everyone else had left except me and Mike and David, and we had a good time chatting and hanging out before we decided it was time to go home.
