Central Florence, with no gelato - 09.03.06

It's now after 11 PM. We have dragged ourselves all over Florence. We have overeaten at dinner. Wine has been consumed. We should be making a beeling for the hotel, preferably in a taxi.

But Dan and I are searching for a gelato place that is still open. No luck at the first couple places, and then a brief huddle to discuss strategy. Exhausted Meena speaks the truth: "I want to go HOME." And I suddenly realize how tired I am. So no gelato tonight. We head for the hotel.