On my first night out in Florence I had experiences I could have only imagined.
My roommate Rachel and I first went to the “Welcome Dinner” for students of the university and met up with our friend Pat who introduced us to his seven roommates, one of which is a DJ from Canada (Powe), and another speaks fluent Italian because he is a first generation American (Lino). At the welcome dinner, Rachel and I were invited to join the guys at a club where Powe was supposed to DJ at 1:30 that night. The welcome dinner was a let down because it was so Americanized, so we all decided to leave and go to a rooftop bar at a hotel one of the guys (Ben) had stayed in before classes started. The rooftop bar had sensational views of the Duomo, the Piazza della Singnoria, Piazzale Michelangelo–everything in Florence and all at dusk. I couldn’t believe it, we were the only people there for about 15 minutes and I could not get over the views.
We left a few minutes before the bar closed and went on to an Irish Pub where we sat outside and watched some of the World Cup, eventually we wandered of to the club with a group of at least 20 people. Once we got there, Pat saw a couple he had met the night before in the VIP lounge, they saw us and invited us to join them. We passed the red velvet ropes, traded our drink cards for yellow wristbands and settled in for an amazing night.
The Canadian Couple, Tom and Melissa, were in Florence on holiday. They ordered a few bottles of Vodka through out the night, which was served on a beautiful platter of fruit, cranberry juice, orange juice, soda, red bull, and ice– complete with a Roman candle. We sat on the white leather couches behind the glass of the lounge and watched the mass of people on the floor gyrate to the beat of the techno music. Our friend Powe began to spin and the night was on fire. We all danced and drank and had the time of our lives, Florence has been good to us so far.