Adventure #124

Alright. More on Italy. I know. I have not finished our adventure yet. So, on our next day Matt and I left Florence by way of train, again. We arrived in the town of Empoli and took a bus to Siena. We were a little nervous since we have never taken a bus before, but the ride was entertaining. We walked from the train station in Siena to Piazza del Campo. The square began to take shape in 1293 and was paved with red bricks in 1327. Twice a year the famous Palio is held in the square. The Palio is a bareback horse race in which Siena's districts are represented by the jockeys.





After Piazza del Campo, Matt and I found Pizzicheria De Miccoli. A little store that sells sausage, cheese, and pesto. I wanted to try the food really bad. So I got brave and ordered. I spent way too much money, but it was completely worth it. Seriously so good.



Matt and I walked to Seina's Duomo next. What an amazing building. After, we walked back to the train station to take a train to Roma.



While on the train, I needed to use the restroom. I walked in the small bathroom and this is what I saw.


How gross is that toilet seat? But, what is even better? There is no plumbing. Just a hole straight through the train floor. The door to the restroom would not close either. So picture Elise squatting over a dirty toilet, urinating on the train tracks, and trying to hold the door closed, on a moving train. Good times.


When we arrived in Rome it was raining. Our umbrella kept us mostly dry, but by the time we made it to our hotel our shoes were soaked through and most of the contents in my suitcase where wet. I set everything out to dry. Then, Matt and I walked to the Colosseum. We had two gelatos while out and I am pretty sure we caught the tail end of an old lady peeing in the street. All I remember is rounding a corner to see a long dress above the hips, underwear going up over the bum, and cellulitic thighs. On that note, I will leave you with the Colosseum at night. Matt's frickin' iPhone takes better pictures at night than my camera.