This wont be a food post but a straight up travel-atm-in the train type of post. I left Rome almost an hour ago, it rained last night and it looks like it will be wet some days in the upcoming week. I am currently seated in coach 7, seat 9 A of Frecciargento nowhere near Sienna or Florence but the views are so amazing! Rolling hills of vineyard, dark green under the rays of the sun.
In another hour we’ll be in Florence, home of Italian leather. I am in the lookout for a good bag after all. I have yet to eat pizza in an actual restaurant, so far Ive managed to get take out. Not authentic AT ALL! I was told Rome was the birthplace of carbonara, either that or it’s where only egg is used for sauce. I have been eating tons of gelato, there goes my diet.
xoxo
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