Florence in Florence and Other Coincidences

Last weekend, Florence needed to take the PSAT. A standard test in the US, the nearest testing place to us was the American School in Florence. 

Florence and I hopped on the train and had a nice relaxing trip to that lovely city. During the day, I had emailed Leonardo and mentioned that she and I would be in Florence. "Funny! I was there yesterday, and I'll be there again tomorrow!"

My ears pricked up. "Really? Do you have passengers on the way back to Todi?"

"Nope. Are you coming back then? Do you want a ride?"

"What time are you leaving?"

"About 11:30"

"Drat. I think that'll be too early for us. I think Florence will be ready about 1."

"No problem, I can wait...just let me know when you know."

We showed up at the school the next morning at 8, and asked the coordinator what time Florence would be finished. "Uh, about 11:30, I expect."

Score!

So we had a great time riding home with Leo, chewing the fat. I learned about a local cheesemaker who is positively overrun with goats...a promising field trip!

Love,

Alexandra

Crossing the Arno as we arrived