Last week, I traveled to Florence, Italy for a few days to visit my best friend who is studying abroad there for the semester. As seemingly insane as it was to be on a plane for 8 hours and have a 2 hour layover in Switzerland, both coming and going, for 2 full days and 2 half days, spending a weekend in one of the most beautiful cities in the world with my best friend was an amazing experience that neither of us will stop talking about any time soon. Breakfast is not a huge ordeal in Italy, probably due to the obscene quantity of food served for dinner, but we did manage to find a little cafe that we ate at each morning I was there. Our morning crepes and cappuccinos were delicious, and enough to hold us over until the real marathon of eating began a few hours later.
con amore,
