Tuesday night brought the weekly "Beatles Night" at Bebop; one of the only live music venues in Florence. Although I have been known to frequent the nights when Led Zeppelin and The Police are being paid tribute to, I am sad to say that I've never been on Tuesdays when Lennon comes back from his grave. Long story short; it was amazing- if you can look past the extremely small space, the fact that you're probably going to get sweated on by someone, and the possibility (probability?) that an extremely butch mexican girl will grab you in your most special of regions (I'm not speaking from personal experience or anything....) it's a grand ol' time. The Italians pretty much know all the words (which is extremely entertaining to watch during "I am the Walrus") and the band really brings the songs back to life. Dancing/ singing/ laughing the night away was just the beginning of an excellent mid-week experience.
Wednesday I made the educated decision to skip my Dante class in favor of going to the Uffizi for free. Since I missed going to the museum during Woman's Week (when it was also free) I decided that this was an opportunity I couldn't pass up. I woke up super early to beat the crowds (which, thankfully I did by a hair!), waited my turn for an hour and a half, and got to go explore. I didn't really mind the wait, Fleetwood Mac kept me company the entire time.
The museum itself is not the best I've ever been to, but some of the pieces that I didn't know were there I recognized. (Not being an art history major I couldn't tell you anything about them, but there was one by Rosso Fiorentino that was on a postcard my grandma sent me once!)
I can now check La Primavera and The Birth of Venus off my list. I'm glad I got around to seeing them before I left! I wrote down the names of some artists and pieces that I liked-slash-recognized on my hand but I came home and washed dishes after the museum and forgot to write them down on a piece of paper. Easy come, easy go!
Later that night Nikki and Molly came over for pizza, and then we went out to Yab since it was only a euro to get in. We made a pit stop at Old Stove in Piazza Signoria so Nikki could see her favorite bar tender/ object of her affections/ whatever-he-is-guy and we ended up meeting some Brazilians outside. Around midnight we left for the club and stayed until 3:30 when we braved the surprisingly-not-as-cold-as-usual weather and walked home. And now Nicola is taking us to the outlets to go shopping!
Yeah, it's been a pretty good week. And it's only half over!
Ciao for now.
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