One glance at ceiling and all the frustration we endured to get us there became worth it. Chandeliers dripping with multi-colored crystal, glass, and even disco balls hung fabulously above our heads. For the girl who plans on having a chandelier in her bathroom, the Shot Cafe was my heart's desire.
Alphabetically organized and neatly bound, the menu consisted of shot-sized mixed drinks with the most outrageous titles like duck fart, sex in a tree, girl scout cookie, and many many MANY more.
What was supposed to be a one-stop night, of course (like most nights) became a bar hop.
1) shots cafe
2) meet 2 girls from Rome who want to know where Twice is. Appalled that they were recommended such a sleazy and Americanized place, we decided they absolutely must join our clan.
3) take them to Oibo, our first and favorite bar in all of Firenze. Introduce them to Dario the bartender.
4) Go to Rex. While it was calm and almost quiet the first time we went, it was now crazy, packed, and OH- a saturday.
5) walk back from Rex. Famished. Go to the Secret Bakery. Introduce John, the baker, to our new friends.
6) Go home. Find Alison asleep and sprawled out on Maria's bed. Have my first Florentine slumber party.
7)Go to sleep.
Fanastic night. Fabulous and spontaneous.
But a girl can only have so much fun. And I am exhausted. And will not be appearing out past 8 for the rest of the week.
CIAO,
Jenna
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