Firenze

Freedom fell upon us as we sat upon our bikes to ride. The second our wheels started moving everything changed. The wind in my barely-there hair felt wonderful mixed with the heat of the day. We wheeled our way to the outskirts of the city where everything fell silent and there was nothing but neighborhoods and cars slowly rolling by. We were intrigued by a sign that read "camping" and followed it up a winding path to a new level ground surrounded by trees on all sides. The sun wrestled the branches to peak itself through upon us. A gap in the hedges called out to us, sparking our curiosity. We locked up our bikes and hopped the fence into a new world. We grabbed the purple, round, juicy grapes and fell into a world of bliss. We wandered around, admiring the greenery that suddenly surrounded us and seemed to sneak under our skin. Once high enough we found Florence, in all it's glory, laying down below us. I felt infinite... I think all of us did.