Today we went on an escapade to the downtown Florence ghettoes. Not just to admire their beauty but to go to a land, a land called Vigilandia. It's a bit like Trafalga except that the place was run by the police. It was a big obstacle coarse with bike lanes, pedestrian zones, and car lanes. The point of the game was to obey all of the traffic rules and signs while trying to get all of the plastic tiles around the course. Except, there were cops everywhere watching your every move. The people who work at "Vigilandia" all played parts in this educational game. Some drove Go-Carts in certain parts of the course, some were pedestrians waiting to be let across, and others were traffic cops. The reason we were down at "Vigilandia" in the first place was because of their (the kids at school) mechanic class. So they had all been studying what each sign meant. Knowing this I thought, that along with the detailed instructions and the fact that they knew what the signs meant they would be a safe bet. Because I didn't understand the detailed instructions, nor did I have tech (the mechanic class) like them, I followed along. And so when each individual was placed somewhere on the track I was lucky enough to get behind someone. When the whistle blew and the time we had to complete the race started ticking away I followed her every move. That strategy worked for about the first twenty min. Why I didn't stick with her is because: when I got back my ticket at the end of the hour all of the times I had been pulled over by the police I was with her. Luckily, after the first twenty minutes I realized, "she doesn't exactly know what she is doing. Does she?" so I left. Which was a good matter. Because at the end of the course when she showed me her tickets and I showed her mine she had been pulled over ten times. Yikes!
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