I woke up to the soft jingle of my iPad alarm. My throat was very dry but I wasn’t coughing yet. This was a great sign. After showering I headed up to the Piazza Duomo. The walk was slightly difficult; evidence that my lung capacity was still hindered. When everyone showed up in the piazza we set off for the city of Firenze, or Florence.
Our road trips to shooting locations are starting to take on a routine. We drive on the autostrata until we reach the nearest Autogrill. We then pull over for coffee. Autogrills are an interesting Italian institution. They are like rest stops in America only much larger. They contain a small grocery store, coffee shop, gift shop, gasoline and bathrooms. They make me feel like I’m walking through an American mall. Dr. Soren and Noelle recommended some throat lozenges to help with my cough called Fishermen’s Friend. They taste like death but are the most effective lozenge I’ve ever used. Dr. Soren said that all the archaeologists he’s worked with use it.
The Florence Archaeological Museum has some of the most important and famous pieces of Etruscan through Roman period archaeology. I was really looking forward to seeing the Francois vase, an intact symposium wine mixing bowl from Athens created in 560 BCE. My Greek archaeology class spent two weeks of class time on this vessel alone. Needless to say, it was incredible to see with your own eyes.
We were surprised when we arrived and were told we would be able to film four (as opposed to the previously agreed upon two) pieces as well as interviews with two of the higher-ups at the museum. We were told that we could film the Orator, the Chimaera, the Francois vase and the Idolino. It was a fantastic and interesting shoot even though I ended up flagging halfway through. My head was splitting and I was sweating a lot because the museum didn’t turn on their air conditioning since they were technically closed. It also didn’t help that I was running up three flights of stairs four or five times to retrieve equipment.
After the shoot, we went out to lunch at a place that I can only describe as Italian fast food. It’s set up like a cafe and you choose a dish you want and they charge you by the weight of the dish. All of the dishes are pre-made and they reheat it in a microwave. The difference between Italian fast food and American fast food is that Italian fast food is far more healthy. I got a vegetable Rigatoni pasta. It was delicious; another major difference between Italian and American fast food.
After lunch, we headed back to Orvieto as a thunderstorm raged overhead. I helped Dr. Soren in the backseat with some on camera voice overs he is going to have to do tomorrow. He dictated some tweaks to his voice over and I typed it into the iPad teleprompter app.
Overall, it was a pretty good day albeit tiring.
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