Day 9 lots of milk!

On our way to Firenze. We had 3 hours to kill on the first train so we decided to play make up in our first class booth (given to us accidentally). Our smokey eyes looked way too glam for our traveller attire and clumsy backpacks when we stepped off the train! A quick stop for paninis in bologna then onto the super high speed train to Firenze where we were offered tea/coffee/ biscuits but first class was too overwhelming and we didn't want to accept in case we had to pay! (which you didn't have to). When the guy came to check our tix although we were given 1st class our eurail passes were 2nd class so he kicked us out. Lucky it was after the complimentary chocolate and face wipes and about 2 mins before our destination. We arrived in the arvo, found our hostel and roamed the markets and city centre. Hannah was pulled into the back of a shop by a market man who was trying to sell her a leather jacket. He undid her jacket and exclaimed "ooh pamela anderson! Lots of milk!" bestowing us with the names of cameron diaz (hannah) and lady ga ga (me) he hugged and kissed us and would  not let us leave. Liz was  not quick enough to pick up his  creepiness and so ended up receiving a slopping smooch!  A tad over pizza and pasta (for now) we ate at a Chinese restaurant for dinner (plus it was the cheapest we could find). Back at the hostel we napped and then I semi-forced the girls into going out for rule number 3 states we have to go out every Saturday night. Rule 1= you must drink water when offered the water bottle. Rule 2= leave enough time for train changeovers to avoid awkward pack running/ missing trains. Rule 4= must wear frog beanie when unhappy.  So we headed out purchasing delicious pastries on the way to a small bar. Quickly befriending some military Americans we drank and bar hopped. Unfortunately the persistence of Italian men didn't stop at the markets. We were pestered by 3 Italians who would not let us be without "bacci veloce" (quick kisses). It would not have been half as bad if they had have been even slightly attractive but the one who "claimed" me was... How does one say... extremely unfortunate... Anyway free drinks was the only positive to come from that- and some laughs and some Italian practice of course, but we ran away as soon as the opportunity came and somehow found our way home after getting hopelessly lost in the streets of firenze (and after a maccas pit stop). I might add I was completely useless at this stage so all thanks to Han and Liz for getting us home safe! Grazie mia amici belle