I know, the title sounds kind of ooh-la-la, but it’s mostly a story about Devo and myself. Oh, this is Andrew by the way, doing a mid-week post since this is my story and not Amy’s.
After the wedding and reception, Devo had rounded up cabs to take all the guests to their lodgings. Amy, Angela, Devo and myself were the last ones at the hotel waiting for our cab to arrive and Devo asked if anyone would rather walk back to the B&B. Maybe make a stop at Piazza di Michelangelo. I figured both of the ladies were too worn out to walk back to town, but it was still pretty early and I was in Florence and it was only a handful of miles back to the hotel so what the heck. Part of me just wanted to walk back to the hotel with the groom because it seemed like such an unlikely thing for a man just married to be up to on his wedding night. So we made sure that the girls had enough cash for the taxi and we headed up the windy road to the Piazza in our suits and wedding attire.
It was a beautiful clear night, kind of chilly, but just gorgeous to be out and walking around Italy in dress clothes. We bought some beer from an outdoor vendor and just drank and talked and chatted. I didn’t really know Devo that well really, but it felt awesome to just hang out and share stories and have a married friend. We took our time walking back, just roaming the streets drinking more beer, stopping to get gelato. We finally made it back to the B&B and Amy and Angela were pretty hungry. Devo and I still wanted to hang out some more so we offered to get the girls some food from the restaurant across the street.
We got down to the restaurant and placed the order for the food and had some wine at the bar while we waited. After about 20 college age locals got in line to pay their bill right before us, we paid and took the food back to Amy & Angela. Virginia was upstairs hanging out with the bride and wedding photographer and showed some interest in getting into some trouble. I think it was at this point that Amy and Angela both said they were going to bed. Angela and Devo went to their room and Amy & I went to ours. I told Amy I didn’t really feel like going to bed, that I wanted to just walk the streets and hang out with Devo. Amy responded that she didn’t mind, but I had to ask Angela’s permission if Devo could still hang out. It was their wedding night after all. So feeling a bit like I was in the ‘Burbs, I knocked on their bedroom door and sheepishly asked if Devo could come out and play. hahahahahahahahahahahaha
So Devo, Virginia and I basically just walked around Florence for an hour or so, bought some drinks and sat on the steps of some ancient and wonderful, beautiful building and talked the way tipsy people usually talk. Once we got too cold we made our way back to the B&B and sat in kitchen. It was then I found out that Devo has seen Nirvana in concert. yes, it blew my mind.
That’s about it. I wish I had some pictures or more details. It’s hard to say what we talked about even. I think we talked about their plans, moving to Italy, the beauty of Italy, how much we loved Italy, how cool it was to be able to drink on the streets of Italy, we talked about music…….seriously couldn’t have been a better night.
Currently Listening to: Sonic Youth – SYR7 J’Accuse Ted Hughes (2008) LP
Looooove this story!
so……you and Devo bonded on his wedding night.
Cute story.
That’s a really sweet story Andrew.
I can’t quite imagine the combination of beer and gelato. Sounds like you had fun! I think it was hilarious that Angela let Devo go out without her on his wedding night. Next time take pictures. Maybe you guys should buy a little pocket camera so you can take it with you on your adventures without Amy.