We got on a bus stupid early this morning.
I was asleep for basically the entire bus ride, but I woke up some more with rapid application of gelato. The town we went to was a little medieval one called Gimignano (which mom could neither pronounce nor spell) which had a frankly concerning amount of torture museums. It also had a very picturesque citadel with arrow slits and a lot of bugs.
After having gelato pt 2 and falling asleep on the bus ride home, mom wandered off to her Tuscan dinner thing that she reserved with our tour agency while me and dad vegged out for a while and looked at the England v France match results (England won, to the surprise of absolutely no one.) Afterwards, we went to a Leonardo da Vinci museum - of which there are two remarkably similar ones that were right across the street from each other and were definitely not in Vinci, as they should have been. There was an entire music section, where I played easily the most awesome drum solo I have ever played. I have never played a drum solo before.
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