So, I bought a nice painting, without a frame, of a Tuscan countryside. Only a small one, set me back €80. The small framed ones were €150 so I did OK.
I took some pics of a Basilica (not sure which one) from a couple angles. I then stopped off for coffee and pizza (wanted piccolo, only had grande). My pizza looked a heck of a lot like the sandwich I had for breakfast and when I asked whether it was margarita pizza he said it was… I think he was secretly making fun of me (taking the piss as it were… if you’ll excuse the expression). I didn’t care, I enjoyed the ham & cheese “sandwich”.
This happened to another foreign couple. They were more adamant when the waiter insisted that’s what they ordered. They corrected him. The husband was also more than clear on wishing to have uno café but the waiter kept saying duo back to him… How annoying!? I hate it when shops take their major source of income for granted. It’s ridiculous.
I was getting weary by the time I finished so I decided to go home to drop off my painting.
On my way to find my hotel, I felt so lost, I stumbled across its doors… Most convenient. 🙂
A wave of sleep has come over me and I’m exhausted. Logic says stay awake but all I want is a nanna nap. =-zzz