Andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,
Ma per buttarmi in Arno!
Finally. I raced off the ship and took the 1.5 hour train to Florence. They said the trains were bad and to come back with plenty of time… I cut it close and the train was late coming back. Then I jumped off at the wrong stop. Had to run down the hill through the city along the port and threw myself in front of the last bus to the ship. Florence was everything I had dreamed.