Living in Il Centro di Firenze

Living in the Historical Center of Florence has its positives, for obvious reasons. It’s all about location, location, location. However, it also has its drawbacks. This past weekend, our small water heater began leaking. We put a pot underneath the leak and emailed our housing director, not thinking of it. As time passed, water pressure went down, then back up, and soon we did not have hot water any longer. We had water, it was just FREEZING COLD. Awesome, right? So four of the five us, including myself, braved a chilly shower for sake of cleanliness. Cleanliness is close to Godliness, right? That’s what I kept telling myself as my body slowly turned from normal, to red, to blue and onto purple as I tried to rinse the soap off myself. My toes and fingers were a shade of violet for about an hour afterwards. Thank goodness for hot tea. As our predicament progressed, we no longer had power and had to flip the switches for the circuit breakers. Of course, this happened around 9:00pm. As it turns out, our water heater was completely broken, but no one knew why. So our landlord was going to try to get someone to fix it on Tuesday. Perfect, Tuesday, hot showers, yes. One problem: the Pope was in town on Tuesday. The streets were closed and most people do not work that day. We still had classes, but we managed to get a new water heater early that morning! We were so happy, basically ecstatic.

Tuesday morning: new water heater.

Tuesday afternoon: see the Pope drive by one of our school buildings.

As my roomie Alex would say, the Pope came to town and we got hot water restored to our apartment, coincidence, I think not. #blessed.

Later that night, my other roomie, Carla and I went to see Of Monsters and Men in concert. We got froths (Aussie slang for beer) and walked to a small venue on the outside of the center of Firenze. We sang, we danced, we screamed, we cried, we laughed, we felt the bass in our chests syncing with our beating hearts, our lungs burning from singing as powerfully as we could. It was the most basic and pure form of happiness and stress relief; something that we both desparately needed. The endorphins that flowed through our bodies created an aura and energy that ebbed and flowed with the sea of people surrounding us. Leaving the concert, we were bursting with joy that we could barely contain it. We were jolted back to reality soon enough, we had papers to write in a few short hours. But as the moon loomed in the sky above us, we walked along the cobblestone streets living in a dream world full of beautiful melodies and strong beats.

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