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We're off on the mantrain to florence

I'd forgotten how often we saw Magritte

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We're off on the mantrain to florence

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medallion (venice 2005)
In Florence. Long train ride, in which almost everything that could've gone wrong went wrong, up to and including LOSING A BAG. A BAG WITH EVERYONE'S GODDAMNED SOUVENIRS IN IT. Bah. Dammit. I am going to pray that the nice people at the train station are able to retrieve it.

Outside of that, Florence is nice. Though hot. the 'mantrain' thing comes from the fact that the train we got on to go to Florence was crowded with faggy boys. LOTS of them. It was totally surreal.
  • What can I say, I have some fond memories of seeing the countryside while stopping at every one-church village between cities!
    • If they have the bag in Bologna, I may well take the train out there this evening and grab it and head back.
      I can hope.
      That was an €130 bottle of chartreuse.
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