Italy pt. 4

From Venice we traveled to that other Italian city with those things with the people, and that stuff.  Yeah, there.  The city was actually Florence, although we would not have known because we went to what the Spaniards called a 'camping.'  As in, 'Hey Joe, would you like to go do a camping with me,'  'Haha, honestly Mark, I'd rather gauge my eyes out than spend one entire night have to look at your poor man's excuse for a face.'  I am not a fan of camping (or doing campings, as it were), you see I love nature but I also think that humans live in houses for a reason.  I am perfectly fine with observing animals for an afternoon or taking a full day trek through a forest/mountain, but at the end of said day I like to go home, sleep in a bed, take a hot shower, not contract malaria, eat a non-mac'n'cheese based meal, you know, the benefits of civilization.  Now for the other side of the argument.  I want forests to stay large and relatively human free, day time excursions and national geographic employees excluded.  I personally don't mind having animals in my back yard, but there are some people who would take the offense of intrusion on their land to shoot that creature in the brain cavity.  And that's just for wandering around and being lost.  Now you want to go and stay on an animal's home turf for weeks at a time with no expected consequences?  I'm just saying if you want to go camping you should be ready for a little extra mauling to death with bear claws than you are used to.  So now your problem is that both the 'arguements' I presented was that they were both supporting my theory?  Well in that case you can set up your own blog talking about all the fun, dysentery-filled, adventures of staying in the wilderness which I won't read because I've already made up my mind. 
Admittedly the camp ground in Florence was better than I expected because we stayed in trailer homes, had hot water, and enjoyed a heating system.  However, for what the site lacked in 'actual camping' it made up for in 'being creepy as all hell.'  The general vibe of the location made me expect expect a mix of killers wearing hockey masks and armed rednecks, but back to the positives, like the heating system.  At least 'heating system' was how the owner played it up, I would more describe it as giant, wall mounted, hand dryer that shuts off in the middle of the night.  I like going to bed cold and waking up warm, normally I have to compromise, one or the other, this time I got a middle finger and a kick to the balls.  We went to bed hot, but after the heat shut off I would have to start putting on clothes, starting with a shirt and ending with a second pair of socks.  My petition to set up the cabins boy girl boy girl to make cuddling and preserving body heat less awkward was shot down.  The boy I was stuck with did not appreciate my advances either.  So we froze through the night and had a breakfast of cold cereal (choice of cornflakes with milk, or cornflakes without milk)  and coffee, because all you really need to get the day started is drugs, right?  Folgers, keeping your hands from trembling until the last drop.  We then took a walk.

Italy's nature walk

And waited for a bus for an hour.  But I can firmly say that after catching the bus the day was amazing.

Yeah, they build houses on their bridges.  Just because.

Sure we walked around some streets for a while or did something like that, but then we did this.

Inside a Cupola

On top of the Cupola

I could literally have just filled this page with pictures from the top of the cupola.  When we finished with the church there was still half a day before we had to return to Camp Crystal Lake in Deliverance country, so we went to Pisa.  Wait how could we cover Pisa, known world wide for its tower, in half a day?  Well if you've been to Pisa you've seen how it has the tower.  And then maybe you've seen how it has a few restaurants if you were forced to stay for a meal.  The Pasta I had was actually quite good, while the tower I saw was slightly puny.  What I expected was an Empires State building in a gallant fight against gravity, while in reality it is an over sized column on poor foundation.  Most people take pictures of themselves holding it up, in mine I'm pushing it over.