These legs weren't made for walkin'....

And that's not what they'll do.

We'll start off with Thursday night.
A couple of us girls decide that we are going to go to this club across town. Well...I mean we think it's across town. After having walked there and back, I do believe it's in another country. :) And that is when Missy and I made up our little song. (Quite catchy don't you think?) So anyways the club ended up being across the river (and through the woods) and over the highway, about eight years away. But really fun once we found it. It was all set up outside, so all the different dance floors were under these huge tents and I guess there were about three of them and they each played different music. Quite fun.
Friday morning rolls around FAR to early. Only a couple hours of sleep I would guess. And we are rushing to get ready and leave for Verona. Missy and I both believe that the train leaves at 10:30, and we didn't leave our apartment until 10:15. (it's about a 20 minute walk to the train station, if not more) Go us! So..I'm a girl on a mission. Just walking through the crowds, around people and pretty much just squeezing myself in between other much slower walkers, so ensure that we made it to the station on time. We arrive at the station at 10:31. And are surprised to find everyone waiting in a small cluster. Turns out our train doesn't leave until 10:50 AND it's running twenty minutes late. Geeze! So we get to chill out for a little while, catch our breath, I eat my poor apple that had been in my sweaty hand the entire walk and then we get on the train. Oh. Did i mention Nikki had been running late too, so it wasn't just us. Must have been that kind of morning. But we all made it on the train on time!
The train ride to Verona was about two hours, and went by really quickly. I sat with Nikki and Marco and we just talked the whole time, when I was supposed to be doing my homework which Marco really wanted to help me with. Haha. :)
Once we made it to Verona, it was a beautiful day! We went to the hotel and dropped off our stuff, and then went walking around the city. We saw Juliette's house and stood on the balcony for pictures of course. While we were standing up there and Marco was down in the courtyard all these Asians came into the courtyard and started taking pictures of us too. Haha. They were talking to us in some other language and basically trying to direct the picture, by asking us to move a little to the left or lean closer. It was hilarious. I took a picture of them, taking a picture of us. Just to capture the moment. The rest of the day/evening was spent just walking around and seeing the city. That night I fell asleep in like two seconds. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep mid-sentance talking to Nora. And Saturday morning when I woke up I was like, hey Nora what was I talking to you about? Like no time had even passed. She just looked at me like I was crazy and we went to eat some breakfast in our pjs!
So after we ate Nora and I just went walking around and shopping for a little while. We went into a couple of goofy little stores with funny names. Like Pimkie...which we kept pronouncing "Pimp-key" and then laughing as we tried our hardest to pronounce it correctly. (You know you just tried to say it!) Around one we met up with everyone at the hotel and went to the train station to go to a little town nearby that is on this lake. I think it was called Desenzano but I could be completely wrong. Anyways it was beautiful. Nothing all that exciting and in much need for me to write happened, we just walked around and I took about a bazillion pictures. (I'm such a tourist...) We wanted to get into the water, because it was SO dang hot out that day, but there really wasn't any place to there. So we took a boat (water taxi) across the lake to another small town called Sirmione (this time I'm for sure about that name). The boat ride was so much fun. I really enjoyed it. The wind was really cool coming off the water, and there were a bunch of boats out fishing or just sailing around. Pretty great. OH! We saw this momma duck and her six baby ducks swimming right behind her, and then there was another baby duck like 4-5 feet away in the water, and he was swimming so hard to catch up. Then, another one of the large boat taxis went gliding through the water and we were terrified that the ducks had gotten hurt. Nikki and I just stood there counting all the babies to make sure all of them were there. Everyone on our boat was like "awww" ...when the other boat practically went right over them.
So after walking around Sirmione for a while we found a little dock going off into the water for people to dangle their feet off of or lay out on. And a bunch of people were just hanging out and playing in the water. We were pretty excited. And then realized...we hadn't brought towels. So we would get all wet, and then take the boat back to Desenzano where we would get on a train back to Verona. The entire time being wet.. So we all just relaxed, dangled our feet in the water and enjoyed the scenery.
The day was wonderful, so pretty and very relaxing yet at the same time SO tiring. By the time we got back to Verona I felt like I was just going to collapse if I didn't get some food and then some sleep. So Missy and I talked about it and we were both super hungry and had been craving sushi the whole day, since we saw a little restaurant on the way to the train station that morning. so we venture out to find it. But end up having to ask like five people where to go, and the place we ended up was not the one we had thought we were going to and definitely much further away from our hotel that we had meant to trek out that evening, being as tired/hungry as we were. So we go into this little Japanese restaurant and to our surprised it's actually like a pretty nice place, and we have sun dresses with our bathing suits on...and probably smell like lake and sunscreen. but we're hungry so we just go in anyways and they didn't seem to care all that much because they sat us. So here's how our luck seems to be as far as restaurants go here in Italy (the waiters/waitresses never seem to like us much no matter how hard I try to order everything in Italian, they are almost always rude to us, and just kind of happen to forget about us) and this dinner outing isn't much different. But we thought it would be, ya know Japanese restaurant or something. I don't know. They just didn't like us from the start. Our waitress would walk by us multiple times and deliberately not look in our direction. Haha. So Missy and i finally got our sushi, and let me just tell ya...the first place I'm eating when I get home is Mr. Chopsticks! :] I really thought eating some sushi here would help my homesickness...but it seemed to have made it just a little worse. Although the next day when we told Nikki about our experience, she told us about this really good place just outside the center in Florence. So I think we might go there and try to redeem our feelings on sushi in Italy.
Sunday was much the same as Saturday, a whole bunch of walking. This time though we stayed in Verona and climbed up to the Castello San Pietro, which is this "fortress" at the top of a hill and completely over looks the whole city. It's a wonderful view. We just sat on the walls and looked out for a while. We needed the rest, it was like 95 and sunny, we were dying from heat. I actually think we all were a little dehydrated by the end of the day even though we had drank so much water.

By the time we made it back down and to the hotel again, it was time to head out to the train station and com back to Florence. It was a good weekend, but I don't think any of us were too disappointed to be coming back home.