time is a luxury

Having bid Venice a fond farewell (and about time too: if I had stayed any longer, I would have ended up buying the entire island of Murano and needing an extra three suitcases to fit all my glass jewellery in) we are now in FIRENZE aka FLORENCE aka We Don't Actually Know Anything About This City* But Here We Are Anyway!

*Okay, this is a bit of a lie, I know that we have to see the 'David'. But that's it.

Though devoid of Venice's blue skies, it's also slightly warmer, and it's nice to think that we are only going further south from here.

We are in the world's greatest hostel (stone's throw from the train station, awesome murals on the walls, free breakfasts and pasta dinners, free walking tours, FREE INTERNET) and I am feeling quite relaxed thanks to the insanely long hot shower I had yesterday. I can't quite get used to the idea that one is ALLOWED long showers because there are NO WATER RESTRICTIONS. Every good Australian has a water-use guilt complex the size of a mountain.

How are you all? Is anyone awake? I have no clue about timezones whatsoever, but if you're around then comment; I might sit here for a while and work on my oh_shit_santa entry. I am getting the hang of how to punctuate on Italian keyboards.