I remember when I was quite a bit younger my skin would get quite brown in the summers, and as I got older with the two months of sun we see in Montreal it would just stay the same not knowing what to do.
Last summer I have never been more tanned in my life, and this summer apart from the shitty weather until recently, my skin seems to understand to turn brown, and turn brown fast!
Tomorrow we are off to the pool at the Cascine - I have yet to be in a pool in Italy, or one anywhere for a very long time. But I want sun.
Did I just write a paragraph about tanning? Possibly.
Last summer I have never been more tanned in my life, and this summer apart from the shitty weather until recently, my skin seems to understand to turn brown, and turn brown fast!
Tomorrow we are off to the pool at the Cascine - I have yet to be in a pool in Italy, or one anywhere for a very long time. But I want sun.
Did I just write a paragraph about tanning? Possibly.
This is San Paolo alla Croce in Certosa where we went for an aperitivo for Riccardo's birthday, Tuesday night. I was the only foreigner. It was incredibly posh. Full of Florentines. Incredibly awkward. 10 euro for aperitivo, and once the food was cleared away it was 8 euro a cocktail and turned into some dance club - we promptly were out of there by midnight.
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