Man, only four days left and we have finals lame. Oh well, Thursday was May Day so there was no school but I was so depressed I just spent the entire day in bed then on Friday we had Italian finals. I think I did really well. Sadly I cannot speak the language or understand it spoken like at all, but somehow I can read it. Go figure. Friday night some of us went out dancing. I'm gonna miss that in the the states. I don't know if there are a lot of good clubs in Santa Cruz. And I like that when we go to clubs here we don't see anyone we know. It's all new people. And I'm sure that is not a possibility in S.C. Kat's friend is visiting too, so we got to show him the night life which was fun. And man, it's nice to have a guy go dancing with you, cos when some really gross guy came over to dance with me and I told him I wanted to get rid of the guy, he grabbed me so that I would dance with him instead. Then yesterday I slept in late and Ingrid and I went to Santa Maria della Vittoria (a church) to see Bernini's "Ecstasy of St. Teresa" then we went to this really cool church, Santa Maria degli Angeli, that has been built into the building of the baths of Domitian. We are both taking a medieval class pretty much solely on churches and this one has a very strange layout so it was fun going there together and discuss it. I suppose it is because it was built into a bath complex. After we walked outside and into a random collection of young people, mostly all wearing punk clothes.
So we walked around and tried to figure out what was happening. Our first clue: a table with a bunch of potted weed plants. Turned out we walked into The Million Marijuana March. It actually happens worldwide, in something like 300 cities during the beginning of May. Its all about decriminalizing weed and supporting it for medical uses. Pretty much just a mass of Italians doing a lot of drugs and then marching from Piazza della Repubblica to the Boca della Verita. We only stuck around for a while and then went home, got some of our friends so that they could see the craziness and came back. But they were all getting ready to march and we decided to go home. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful.
on our way back to Repubblica.
Then today we woke up and weighed ourselves. Two of my friends and I had a competition going to see who could loose the most amount of weight. I ended up tying with one of them (for first), with only having lost a pitiful 2.2 pounds. It's sad cos I actually lost like 5 then gained it all back when I went to Naples and had 2 pizzas in one day. Then I worked my ass of at lost 3 more then gained that back after a weekend of a bit too much partying and then lost the other 2. So ultimately, I've kinda lost 10, but not really. I really need to loose weight though cos I need to be in bikini shape for my job in a month and a half...and right now I'm about 20 pounds heavier than what I consider bikini shape. Boo.
So, being that I was a winner, I was supposed to get a paid for ride on a hot air balloon in Villa Borghese park. Accent told us about it. We went there and it has been closed for 2 years. Accent sucks. So we went to the lake and went around on the boats instead. On our way there we ran into another girl on our program, Marrisa and asked her to come along with us, so she did. Actually in another boat was two other girls from our program. You think in this huge city you wouldn't run into a bunch of people you know. But we do all the time. And randomly see people in the oddest of places. Anyways, it was really nice. And half-way through our paddling around Danielle (sp?), showed up. Cossella and Kat met him in Italian class (we have Italian students from the university who want to improve their English come talk to us and we talk to them half the time in Italian and half in English). Anyways, so since then we've hung out with him a couple of times ad he's a lot of fun. It's so cool to know someone who is actually Italian. I got to learn a bunch of really cool swear words and he's real honest with us. So we know from an Italian how Italians view Americans (As you would expect, not so highly). Its just a bummer that we only started hanging out with him a couple of weeks ago. I was here for like 4 months before I had even hung out with an Italian...how lame and we only started making friends with some just before we are gonna leave.
Cossella, Marrisa, Mikhail (Kat's friend) all in the boat.
paddling.
Kat and Cossella and Danielle.
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