I went on vacation to Italy with my mom. It was a dream, we went to multiple cities and we fell in love with the country. On our last day in Florence we decided to visit one of its most renown galleries. Around an hour in we noticed this young man…he was in every room we entered and we started getting suspicious. My mom told me he’s following us and I thought there’s no way. She was right, though. This man was in each and every gallery that we were in. He went out before us and magically reappeared in the next area.
We thought maybe he wanted to rob us, but that didn’t take away the fact that we felt harassed as we have never felt before. We decided to wait for 5 minutes seated, and again he was seated two galleries down waiting for us. We talked to an employee and she said if he doesn’t touch or rob you we can’t do anything.
Our last resort was to wait inside the gallery for 30 minutes, but not to our surprise he was there when we finally decided to leave the gallery. When we came back, the man at the door said he couldn’t do anything, just go out and find the police. We decided to find a group of tourist with at least one man that spoke English so we could explain our situation. We found a couple with their mom, they were extremely nice to us and escorted us out of the gallery. The young man was still seated there, outside waiting for us. But he did not look up or even dare to follow us anymore.
This experience really made our trip a bit sour. I was so nervous I was shaking. We lost the rest of our day. We bought something to eat and ate it at the hotel. During our way back I couldn’t stop looking back and making sure we were not being follow. That happened two weeks ago and I still can’t shake off the feeling of impotence.
– Anonymous
Location: Florence, Italy
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