There's only a few weeks left and I'm already getting homesick. I've been trying to cram as much in as possible whenever I get a chance. I joined a gym last wednesday for the last month because I got a deal for being a student and I'm really starting to get fat. Plain and simple. So my friend Leah and I did this total body class and if I ever complained about Italians smelling on public transport, I had NO idea what I was talking about. Try being in a room with 30 Italians, men and women, sweating like dogs in an exercise class. Now THAT smells. But then sometimes I'll be on the bike and this girl will come over with perfect hair and make up, sit down next to me on the bike and REEK of perfume. So much that it gave me a headache. But the class was really fun and definitely full immersion into real Italian life. And then there are a bunch of old Italian ladies, like over 75, that go to the gym and they scream at each other in the locker room! I don't know what they're talking about but it is hilarious.
So last week I found out I got a 95 on my finance exam. Which is awesome. On Wednesday night it was our friend David's 21st birthday so Leah cooked him a souther dinner of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and mac and cheese. Then we had apple pie. It was really really delicious. Then we all went out together and it was a great time having all of us together partying in one place for his birthday. ON Friday, I went to the beach with Caroline and Leah but it was cold and I slept most of the day and got sunburn on my face. On Saturday, Caroline, Melissa and I took a day trip to Lago Bracciano which is a lake town a little north of Rome where supposovley Tom and Katie got married. It was a really cute cliche Italian town and we ate a delicious lunch with a gorgeous view of the lake, which is surrounded by mountains and hills. I spent the entire day on Sunday writing an 8 page paper for my Art History of Rome class because it is 30% of my grade. Then today I woke up and it was beautiful and sunny, except when I walked out the door I realized it was raining! It was so weird. Then while I was in Italian class it started thundering and then hailing! This earth is getting a little ridiculous with it's volcanoes and earth quakes and tsunamis.
So I've been thinking about some things that I'm going to miss a lot about Rome and here is the list: BLOOD ORANGES!!! I hated oranges before I came here but I eat about 25 a week of the blood oranges. Free and pretty reliable transportation (except between the hours of 2 and 7...not that I know). THE PIZZA. THE ZUPLIES.ALL THE FOOD. The fact that wine is cheaper than water. No really it is. The open markets like Porta Portese and Campo Di Fiori. The Cappuccinos are to die for. The parks like Villa Borghese and Villa Pamphili, they are gigantic and beautiful and very well kept. There are fountains everywhere and they are all beautiful. The Coke is a million times better because it is made with real sugar. The hookah bars are awesome. There are the most random beautiful buildings in places you never would think. You can drink in public everywhere (not that I have done this). The drinking age is 16 as it should be. The clubs and bars play the BEST of the American music...a huge medley of oldies and 90s and todays and its always the best. Sweet Home Alabama comes on almost every night no matter where I am...dinky bar or fancy club and everyone goes crazy.
And one of the coolest things about Italy is that BARELY ANYONE SPEAKS ENGLISH! Now you might think this is a bad thing....but no. This means that when someone is staring at me on the train I can say "Why is that person staring at me do I have something on my face or are they just being a gigantic jerk?" to my friend and the Italian who is starring at me has no idea what I said! Also we can talk about WHATEVER we want ANYWHERE we want without getting dirty looks. Okay we might get dirty looks but it will not be because of the subject of our conversation. And the meat here is a million times better than at home too. I mean the good in general is just better. And also I love it here because I can wear heels to class. I never have, I never would and I'm not going to but its cool to know that if I EVER wanted to...I could. But I'm not going to. Oh and also all the doggies everywhere. They are an awesome addition to my life. And of course the beautiful Italian men that are in the most random places such as bus drivers. A hot bus driver you might say? Yes! For real! And my friend saw a handsome dirt shoveler. I don't know what a dirt shoveler really is but I guess that is what he was doing. Of course there are about 5 greasy, creepy Italian men to every 1 polite, gorgeous one but hey, at least its not fratty american boys.
So I love it here and really don't want to leave. I really just want to see my family, but I feel no real need to come home. My homesickness is for the people, not for the place. But Mom and Dad and Jess will be here in 4 weeks and I have a jam packed itinerary for them in Rome, then we can cruise through Italy and have a great time together! I hope. I'm really excited for them to get here and show them my new city!
PS: The pictures are of me and my art history teacher, Danielle. Wait until you hear me do her accent, Lairds even better at it. It is HILARIOUS. But shes the nicest. Me and my friends who made the southern dinner. The view of Lago Bracciano. And then me with a sweatshirt that says Nantucket. WHY IS THERE A NANTUCKET SWEATSHIRT ON A RANDOM SHOP IN ROME?
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