It started with three Irish guys, whom I got to know because they also paid €23 euros each (like me) to sleep on the floor of my room!
Our Sleeping Arrangement
When we finally got there (after harassing 10 other people to join us along the way), I made friends with tons of cool people. A Texan mother who looks waaay younger, a couple of ladies from Chicago, a Japanese-French Aussie dude from Melbourne and two friendly Californian girls.
How the Irish Snorkel
Later that night, we walked around the streets of Florence waking people up with Irish songs and Waltzing Matilda. One of the lads practically harassed every passer-by with “Legato e MIERTE!!” (trans: My cat has DIED!).
I was convinced we’re going to get arrested by the Italian police at some point. Took us a good hour to finally locate the kebab shop to shove our mouths shut.
Later that night one of us tried to grab David’s butt! Now I know why they switch the original with this replica!
