The next day...

The next day, five of my roommates and I decided to finally make the hike to Fiesole, a small, beautiful town about a 30 min. bus ride from Florence. Us being young and ambitious, we chose to instead walk, a journey that was supposed to take about two hours. However, we soon got very lost, and the so-called short hike turned into a four hour trek. We had packed a very scrumptious picnic lunch, and our backpacks weighed us down the entire time- both with their heavy contents and the thoughts that those contents enticed. After walking for about 2 and a half hours, we found a grassy patch and laid out our feast- a colorful farmer's salad of tomatoes, cucumbers, and onions drenched in olive oil; a very sizable triangle of brie cheese; apricot jam; juicy slices of green apple; gourmet pesto rosso and spicy salami bought from the fresh market; and finally, two baguettes to dip in the many deliciousness. We decided to save the grand finale- Sparkling white wine and biscotti- for when (if?) we made it to the top.

Of course, we made it to our final destination in order to pop our bubbly. And boy was it worth it...

If you look carefully, you can see the Duomo (where we live and started the journey) in the middle and to the left!