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Monday, January 2, 2023

Special price for nice people.

 


This was a sign I saw at a leather shop this morning. It caught my eye for several reasons. How many unpleasant people must have been customers for this proprietor to offer a discount for nice people. Is the world so mean that he has had that many undesirable customers?

I did start thinking as we walked to our destination, have I been a nice customer? Should I receive a special price? 

We arrived at our destination and ordered two cappuccini (the plural for more than one) and a couple of croissants and enjoyed while awaiting our Italian family. Before long, we were greeted by Buon Giorno from Stefano, Rosalinda and a hello from Virginia.

Today was our final day with them for a long while, most likely years. 

It was to be a day for walking, chatting, lunch and a sad farewell.  We visited an antique market and also the food market, where we were all able to enjoy and take photos.

From here, it was walking passed the Duomo and to lunch, Virginia's selection. 

1950 American Diner - FIRENZE

Yes, we entered this American diner in the area close to the train station, We hadn't been to America, but as soon as we stepped through the doors, we were no longer in Italy. Neon signs, street signs, booth seating, and 1950 American music. 

Lunch was all American, with burgers, tacos, fries and milkshakes on the menu. However, there was an Italian twist, Hazelnut milkshakes and truffle cream on a burger!


The food was pretty good, considering we were in Florence, and it was delivered by waiters on rollerskates. 


From here, we watched an experienced Rosalinda and Stefano bargain and haggle with the men selling leather items on Via dell'Ariento. It was great to see how one item advertised for 135 euro was haggled down to 55 euro.

We continued along the main street that led us toward Ponte Vehicco but not without each of us stopping to see items of interest, Virginia, sweet shop / Rosalinda, clothing / Katie, Jewellery / Shannon Food Shop. 

We could see the PonteVeccio drawing close and could feel the goodbyes coming. We walked to the centre and took in the view with our close Italian friends, knowing we may not see them again for years. But we are committed to video calls and helping Virginia with English lessons where we can. 

Arrivederci amici

2 comments:

  1. I felt sad reading that you won’t see them for years I sorta feel like I know them too ! Mandy

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  2. Beautiful post & great photos, I feel very sentimental reading this. 😢.

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