Our agony and ecstasy in Florence

Florence

Our experience of agony and ecstasy in Florence We ran like hell, our backpacks bobbing, frantically wheeling our strolleys, but alas! we watched the train moving away, just as we reached the platform. “There goes our 60 Euros! and my planned itinerary”, I cursed myself. What really rankled was the fact, that we were not late

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