Casual wednesday night, go to season opening of the club Twenty One, go at elevenish, see herds of fellow American study abroaders waiting outside since its not yet bumping inside, oh hey we're right near Fake David let's go wait in the Piazza instead of looking like awkward freshies that haven't figured out how to get inside the courts yet (Cue the sounds of Stonehill biddies banging on Rehoboth's door that will inevitably occur in 6 hours for post Welcome Back Weekend shenanigans) Random fun in front of Fake David (for those of you who don't know what the David please feel free to get cultured, and since you can't take pics of the real one they have a replica statue of the David [aka Fake David] in a Piazza) Go to club, Feel like I'm in America! The place literally felt like a courts party, substitute long cushioned booths for window ledges and we have ourselves a matchmade in Florentine heaven. Crowded, hot as hell, and strangely playing music as if it was Summer '10... after I heard Usher's OMG that's when I pretty much had enough, where's an iPod plug in cause this DJ needs schooling. Oh yeah and they played Katy Perry E.T...... not only do I dispise that song but WHAT ABOUT THAT SAYS CLUB BANGER? Nothing. slow beats, horrible lyrics. Moving on, Then we went to the Ponte Vecchio and just took in some nightime Florence while the crowds of people were gone. Overall great night.
Yeah I used a ton of fragments, deal.
UPDATE: Forgot to mention that a dude from one of my classes came up to a bunch of us hammered and goes HEY.... you're in my spanish class.... and I quickly retort, I think you mean Italian? and then he stumbled off into the Florence abiss. See you Monday strange kid from my Italian class
Can I just say I can't wait for tourist season to be over in Florence? I know I'm an outsider too, but I'm trying to get to class and I have to bob and weave through massive crowds. I can only imagine how annoying tourists are to the Italians. Speaking of, have a HUGE appreciation for the Italians that work in Florence. It pretty much requires you to understand English with the amount of tourists that filter through here. Props to you Italian workforce (some of the nicest people I have met work here, Lady from small wine restaurant that pointed me out to a copy store today SO KIND). Then again, I'm such a tourist always taking casual random photos of the Duomo... I'm really obsessed with it.
So some of my friends that are also abroad have made some friends from their host country and they've asked if I have befriended any Italians. Nope. None. This environment doesn't really allow for it (at least not yet). My neighbors are the most kind, naht. We are segregated Stonehill people in apartments.
So my program GSE gave me a bone to pick with them by segregating the Stonehill people. It already pisses me off that legitimately half my program is Stonehill people, but do you really have to put us all in apartments together and then seperate the non Stonehillers by putting them all on the same street and then having us all over Florence (myself being in the middle of nowhere Italia). I did not think that having 20 people from my college would be such an issue but with my program it definitely takes away from parts of my experience. Oh well nothing I can change.
I really hate buying groceries. It has to be one of my least favorite things to do. I am an impulsive buyer especially with food so I always end up buying something I really could live without (Damn twix bars looked so good though...) And I cannot cook... more than like 5 meals. If I could have afforded to take a food class and wasn't such a picky eater than would probably fail it, I would have taken one just to learn more how to cook. I envy people that can cook so much. Regardless, Italy has without a doubt pushed my picky eating in getting me to eat things I don't even know what it is.
So last night was a blast. Finally went to the Lion's Fountain. It's this Irish pub that every person I know that has studied abroad in Florence previously told me I have to go to. It's inevitable I will go there more and more while I am here (I want a damn shirt!... though getting 20 drinks might be a bit expensive to get that shirt... the things I do for t-shirts). I got to sign the wall, though the Stonehill shirt on the ceiling still needs inking, next time sharpies will be brought.
Today our program advisor Chiara (SHE'S THE BEST WE ARE OBSESSED WITH HER) brought us to her favorite pizza place. Best. Damn. Pizza. Ever. I got a Magherita pizza (1. because it was cheap 2. because I couldn't figure out what the hell the menu was saying). I felt full before finishing, very much looking forward to my leftovers. The place is right by my apartment so this could be really good or really really bad.
Missing all my Stonehill friends that are busy getting ready for the welcome back weekend / weekend festivities at this current moment. Perspective: Oh you're seeing the Maine? I'm seeing the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Get at me.
On a sidenote: I really hate that I'm unable to see my orientation kids grow through their awkward freshman year 1st semester. This is prime time and though I'm in fricken Europe and that owns, still would have been nice to get to see my o-kids grow and help them all out before they move on with their college lives and pretend as if they don't know their Peer Mentors anymore (which some of Group 24 better not do, I have eyes and ears around campus and I will be back).
a) tourist season is never over in firenze
ReplyDeleteb) see the REAL david; it will blow your mind.
c) is that Gusta pizza? If not, GO THERE. NOW.
hope you're having a blast : )