The market closed before we could get food to make dinner so we all decided to venture over the Ponte Vecchio for dinner, which turned out to be quite the adventure. We heard about this restaurant that was supposed to have good food but after getting lost and making way to many wrong turns the place had closed by the time we got there. But at this moment the saying “everything happens for a reason” rang true to its name and we stumbled into a restaurant where we were the only Americans in sight so we knew it had to be good. It was a dead give away that the food was going to be amazing once we all started drooling over the balsamic we put on our fresh bread. After eating every single rigatoni noodle and tomato off my plate we went back towards the Duomo and went out at the Lions Fountain which is an American hang out. It was a good night but we quickly learned that we would rather be going out to local places rather than tourist traps. But it was another night in Italy so it was obviously another phenomenal night in general.
Thursday 1/31