Ah, Florence! How to even describe you. The blooming heart of the Renaissance. Home to some of the greatest artworks of all time. Central base of the Medici political dynasty. Not to mention the dreamy vistas, mouthwatering gelato, and romantic Arno river. We’d finally made it to Bella Italia!
On Wednesday morning, Zach, Clayton and I enjoyed a last breakfast in Valle del Anton before hitting the road to our respective destinations. Zach was following Christine back to Panama City, and Clayton and I were striking out on our own. Our last Spanish lifeline was leaving us, and we would be left with nothing... Continue Reading →