Italy diaries, part nine.

Yesterday night as a fantastic night, and to make it even better, we got to sleep in a lot the next day. We weren’t gonna catch any planes, and the only thing on our agenda today was some shopping, and then I really mean only some shopping. And some sightseeing, of course.

The weather wasn’t all that great though – I believe we got the fantastic weather in Rome, and now came the rain. Although, I can’t be too upset about it. It was kinda nice to have it a little chilly after the warm days. Any way, at the metro-change-station we found this little piece.

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The first thing we did was to visit to Duomu.


Fantastic building.  After this we hit up a book/music/toy/movie store in which we could spend ages… I’m not even sure for how long we walked around in there, must have been quite some time. The only thing we, or I, came out with though, was a Belle and a Flynn Rider figurine. DON’T JUDGE ME.

After this we hit up the long loved Disney Store to pick up the items we’d checked out yesterday, which was plastic glasses with four of the Princesses for me and a memorygame with the princesses. I’m gonna be the lousiest friend and tell you upright that I have no clue what Michelle got.

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All of a sudden, Clopin’s got a rival. Yes, these pictures are taken after we came home, by the way.

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After finishing our swift shopping tour, we met up with Argo and had the last Italian dinner for this time, and headed home to pack. We weren’t out for a long time, but we had to leave for the airport at 4am already, and we figured we’d try to get some actual sleep this time. But packing wasn’t the easiest thing to do, especially when all you wanted was to stay put. Sooner or later however, things got packed and we went to bed.

The next morning we got up early to chase a taxi, get to the trains, and to the airport, where we met up with Argo again, because he didn’t take the train like we did, so he came a little later. We boarded the plane, got to Copenhagen and boarded a train from there and got…

Not home.

But that’s another story.

// Sara

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