For all of you wondering, Ikea IS in Florence, and it's pronounced eekayah. It is just as large and in charge as in America, except for my ability to understand the signs is at a staggering 20%, but I am working on it! AND it has a gelato machine=fantastic! We spent our Sunday afternoon mindlessly walking around, eating our gelato, and weaving through families with crying bambini (babies). We felt like old/crazy people.
Tonight we went to a friend's apartment, bought some vino, limoncello, and grappa and hung out, relaxed and had a great time getting to know eachother.
Side note: walking 15 trillion miles so far has created blisters on parts of my feet I didn't even know could get blisters. splendid!