The first thing that registered when I came to, was a burly security official clutching my feet to his chest as I lay on the blissfully cold floor, and all I could think was "oh you poor, brave man!" These are not dainty Cinderella feet, and the footwear has been worn constantly for weeks. In high temperatures.
So yeah, got the wheelchair treatment, got to see David in comfort, and then an early taxi ride back to the hotel.
Florence is hot! Rome was hot! Venice was hot!
Do you get the sense that Italy is warmer than I expected?
But gosh, these people I'm with are awesome.
Solicitous, kind, checked that I wasn't a diabetic or needed to take any other medication, rang the tour director who was guiding another group of us through the streets of Florence, pushed my wheelchair, just totally lovely people.
So not many photos of Florence. And a reminder to drink much more water than I have been. Because it's very hot!
And room service dinner.
I was ready for a rest and an early night, just didn't expect to get it with such publicity!