Ognissanti and Pudding

3/26/15

Day 70

For the first time since I've been here, I went to TIM and had a good experience! My phone wasn't working (obviously. Why would it?) and I told the girl and she turned it off for over a minute (if only tried turning it off and then right back on but apparently it has to be at least a minute) and then it worked! Then we all lived happily ever after. The end. 

Until next time my phone doesn't work. So maybe later tonight?

There are still a bunch of places around Florence, especially churches, that are on my list but never really took priority because I haven't even done the super obvious touristy stuff like climb the Duomo. Ognissanti was one of them. It was nice out and it wasn't too late so me and my roommate decided it was time to go see it. It helped convince us that, as I was cooking dinner, something someone had spilled on the stove started burning and the whole apartment got smoky. My sweatshirt still smelled like I burnt the house down when I got inside Ognissanti but it was beautiful nonetheless.

As I closed the door, all of the din of the outside world faded away. It was silent. We wandered around and took a lot of pictures and almost accidentally got stuck in a Catholic Church service (I wouldn't have had any idea what to do) and then we left and discussed it as we walked along the river and caught the sunset. 

 

My roommate wanted something to read and had heard about the English bookstore so I sat and read a tourist guide on Florence while she shopped. It reminded me how much I've been slacking and how many places I still haven't been! I found a new gelateria and decided to take a risk and get a flavor I never get. Cannoli turned out to be a bad move. 

Then it was time to shop and I was prepared. I brought my own bag from another time so I wouldn't have to pay 10 or 15¢ for a new one. I saw a girl rushing toward the cash register with an armload of 4 pudding cups and immediately the hunt was on. I found them and- 29¢! TWENTY NINE CENTS!!! I bought 4 too!!

And then when I got home I tried them as I looked up animal sounds in Italian because I realized that "cockadoodledoo" is not a universal thing. (It's "chicchirichi" by the way)