So I finally went out and really socialized last Friday night. The photography / art teacher, Angie, helped me go on a rather unorthodox bar tour of Florence. Really, we only went to 4, but it felt like more. For happy hour, the bars put out a spread of food and you just eat whatever you want, free of charge (love that concept). One of the things I find endearing, in a rather frightening way, is how forward the men are. Young men walk up and blow kisses, give a little “ciao, amore” shout out — it’s rather amusing and I can’t help but wonder if it has ever worked for any of them. Of course, several of them are attractive, so probably. One place in particular was a blast — men were trying to teach me some kind of card game, people were buying us champagne, good clean fun all in all. Although, I must say, walking on cobblestones after wine and champagne is tricky business.