We saw the Sistine Chapel and weren't allowed to take pictures.
I hung out with the Pope.
We went to Pisa and saw the Tower.
Then we made it to Florence. Let me apologize right now for the language that is about to be written. Forgive me but I am still livid about it.
So Alyssa and I made it to our hostel after 25 mins of walking. Not bad. So went to the reception and told them we were checking in. So they found Alyssa, but not me. What the fuck? No, sorry, but I made this reservation about a month ago. You should have it. We made it at the same time. I told him this, minus the profanity, and he calls the owner. She tells me something that I couldn't really make out due to the fact of her Italian accent and she spoke really fast. Now normally that wouldn't be a probably, but add that strong accent and yes it is. I kept getting told that instead of paying what Alyssa was paying I would have to pay more regardless of the fact that I made a reservation. I showed the guy and he didn't look it up to see if I was in the system or anything. No, what is your fucking job then? Could you find my reservation please? Then another thing that really pisses me off is when I telly ou how to pronounce my last name, please fucking pronounce it correctly. I had to correct him like 3984934839284 times because he kept getting it wrong. it's really not that hard. So I had to pay 24 euros instead of the 18 I was supposed to pay. I am so livid and then when I went to sign the paper thing, he guys asks me, "Oh are you mad?" and then he laughed. It took everything I had to not punch him in the face. Now I understand that it's not really his fault, but seriously, learn how to do your fucking job. Oh and to put the icing on the cake, this hostel has no fucking towels. Seriously??? What the fuckkkkkk?
Oh and this is our room. Love my new roommates.
Oh sorry. Rant over.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
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