Thursday, July 30, 2009

"We don't see any colour in its purity, as it really is, but all mixed with others. And even when they're not mixed with another color, they are at least with rays of light and shadows; they thus appear different and not as they are in reality."
-Pseudo-Artistotle
Ah yes, the Ferragamo color wheel. After running from the Uffizi to Ognisanti to Santa Maria Novella, then meeting Jenna for lunch (hadn't seen her since December!), I found myself in the Ferragamo museum, sitting on the carpet of a secluded room with a color wheel of ballerine on one of the walls, philosophical quotes about color on all of the other walls, tranquil music in the background, and lights above my head constantly changing colors. Oh Italian class, the places you take us. One day, torture, the next day, therapy. After admiring le scarpe, we continued to frolic up and down Via Tornabuoni "learning" vocabulario revolving around clothing - aka going into shi-shi stores, commenting on how expensive but pretty everything was, and meeting Gao an hour later without having completed much of anything. We all declared "basta," Gao admitted that he was tired, and we got ourselves out of Italian an hour early. After our successful finagling, Cat, Audrey and I frolicked down some narrow streets before I met Erica for la cena.
"I love you because of the way you smell in the morning..." we liked this one
Met Erica by the Duomo to people watch and shoo some gypsies for a bit, then went off to La Giostra for dinner, where we received complementary vino spumante as a greeting and limoncello as a farewell, so that was delightful. Domani Erica and I are off to Cinque Terre! Allora, many pictures of gorgeous cliffside towns and tales of hiking and seafood will be here on Monday. Off to my last weekend in Florence!

Ciao Amori!
Laura

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