A day of unfortunate events in Florence (Day 1)
Florence? well… the story of the first day of my weekend break to Florence (the day of unfortunate events) goes like this: I was supposed to leave for the Stansted airport to catch my flight to Florence on a Friday afternoon but because of a horrible day at work I couldn’t leave early and I’ve almost lost the flight. Luckily, with some help with Madalina‘s help whose car almost died on the way to the airport, I’ve managed to get there. Despite everything, it turned up to be an amazing weekend break. When I’ve arrived in Florence it was late, just...