Italy 2

The next day we went to see Florence which we had heard from a couple of people was a beautiful city, and they were so right. We again had the boys watch a movie and drove 2 hours to get there. There was definitely a lot more to see in Florence than in the courtyard in Pisa. We first walked through a cathedral.

Then went to go see the Statue of David which is something that Steve really wanted to see. I thought it was less than interesting, but explaining to the boys why we were seeing a bunch of naked statues was fun. :)

After seeing the statue, we decided to do a bus tour of the city, because what better way to see everything than on a bus with a driver who knew where he was going. Especially when you are touring with 3 slow children. The tour was awesome, and we were able to see everything that we wanted to.


We got off at a stop at the top of a hill that gave us a great view of the city. It also had a bunch of kiosks to buys souvenirs which is always fun.

We had a mediocre dinner there at the top of the hill, and close to where we were sitting was this little water fountain that people kept coming up to and filling up there water bottles, drinking out of, and washing their hands in. So of course the boys had to get their fun at the fountain as well. Except they asked me to change their shirt when they were done at the fountain.


As we waited for the bus that would take us back to the city center Steven got in trouble for playing to close to the street and not listening when we asked him not to. So he had to stand by Steve for a minute. Well, Steve was also holding the folded up stroller getting ready to get on the bus, and Steven apparently was resting his face on the wheels. hahaha


When we got back to the city center we had our daily gelato. As we were eating them, the missionaries walked past. So we stopped them, and chatted for a minute. We also bought them a gelato so they could join us in eating such a wonderful treat.
We then headed home again just in time for the boys to fall asleep.

Most of Italy is not what I would call a beautiful country (well at least not in comparison to Germany) but a portion of the Autostrada that we used to get to these cities gave us a beautiful view of the country. It was at the edge of a mountain looking down into the valley below and we had to go through 23 tunnels to get to our destination. We counted.