Day 40: Tuesday
I don't remember class this day because my notes started to slack and we honestly didn't ever talk about anything. After class we had ramen for lunch, then Elli and I met up with Kari for a day of sightseeing Florence. First we went to the bapistry, which Elli and I hadn’t been inside of yet, and Kari waited for us outside. It has a huge 19 foot Jesus, stories from the lives of Adam and Eve, John the Baptist, and Jesus, as well as a giant devil eating damned souls, shitting them out, and eating them again. After the bapistry, we made our way to Santa Croce, ashamed that it has taken us this long to pay homage to Machiavelli. Buried in Santa Croce is also Michelangelo, Galileo, and Leon Battista Alberti (who our apartment is named after). There is also a monument to Dante which many people think is his tomb, but we knew, thanks to Rocky, that Dante was banished from Florence and his body never returned. It was funny when we got to Michelangelo’s tomb and I didn’t know who it was because I was looking at the last name of Bonarotio, and I realized I never even knew Michelangelo had a last name. Machiavelli’s was much smaller and unimpressive than I think he deserves, but that may be my PTCD bias. The man is, after all, a goddamn genius, and I believe he knew perfectly well the intricacies of human nature. After we left Santa Croce, we followed Elli around as she searched for a new white leather belt. We were exhausted when we got home and siestaed until 7 when we realized we had to get up to go buy milk before the grocery store closed. After dinner Elli and I went to the gelato place toward Kari’s with the cute gelato man with David. We hung out with him and Kari and Kelly who came over to get some laundry soap for a bit, and then I can’t remember what I did that night.
