After Naima, we went to another bar, but I don't know what it was called. I didn't pay attention, I just followed the group. I was walking with Mark under his umbrella since it was raining so much. Kait was leading, but she took a wrong turn, so then the entire group had to turn around, but it was okay. I thought it was kind of funny.
When we got to the bar, there were supposed to be Welcome shots, but they were totally all gone, someone drank them. This guy Brian though bought us all a shot, which unfortunately was straight vodka and without a chaser. I didn't know what it was at first, but it burned like a bitch in my throat. We didn't stay long at that place.
The 3rd bar was called Uncle Jimmy's and there were bras and lingerie hanging from the cieling. There was also a game of beer pong going on in the lower section. At one point, Sarah was playing with some dude and they had one cup left but kept missing it. I said I'd take a celeb shot and they let me. I shoot the ball and I didn't see where it went, I turned around and said, "well, I tried." And when I turned around again, the girl was pulling the ball out of the cup! I was surprised because I thought I missed. I was super excited. Oh and there's a guy named Kent and a guy named Kevin who I SWEAR are twins, because they look exactly alike. And the guy Kent got mad because I called him Kevin. Whatever, not my fault Jesus copy and pasted your faces.
We left Uncle Jimmy's and headed to the club, but it was packed and had to pay a 1 euro entry fee. In order to get in, it was going to take forever plus it was raining. so we headed to the secret bakery. A guy named Nick was leading us. We were about 2 streets away from it and you could immediately smell the pastries, it smelled like croissants and les petits pain from heaven. It's called a secret bakery because it's illegal to sell them at night, and this particular bakery is the place that makes the pastries for all the really nice restaurants around Florence. They don't open the door unless you're really quiet because they don't want to get caught. It was a little difficult since one girl was being super ass loud and wouldn't shut up.
Once I got mine, I was so happy. It tasted like chocolate from the heavens. I want to go back, like... Now! Luckily Michelle, one of my roommates, wrote down the street names.
Here are a couple pictures from the whole night:



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