O well. It's raining (hard) and the streets are empty. This is the best chance I have for a relaxing evening. Earlier we ate at the Argentine restaurant, probably the only one in Firenze. We were going to press on to the centro, but the rain deterred.
These guys remind me of when I'm outside, sawing up the Christmas tree each year, for the garbage guy.
I love EuroSport: yesterday it was the world championship for Bowls, a completely new sport for me of rolling not-round balls down a carpeted course, and now tonight this. . .