Last weekend a group of us went to Lucca, a gorgeous city. Very clean, very peaceful, with a wall around it that you can walk on. Famous for olive oil and sweets. mmm.
Weekend before last we went to Siena, which is also gorgeous, but in a different way. It has rolling hills, with houses stacked on the slopes and a gentle haze over it all. That cathedral was so amazing. I just wanted to lay on the floor and admire the ceiling.
This weekend we go to Rome for two days. I am very excited! We are going to the Pantheon and the Vatican, among other things. I can’t wait…
So much has happened in so little time it feels like we have been here so much longer than just three weeks. Is that really all it has been?! Everything is still novel and exciting. Once that wears off and we have to buckle down to school, time will fly. Right now I am happy that the beauty still impresses me. Inevitably it becomes mundane after seeing it for weeks and months. Just keep reminding how amazing it really is to be here…
Classes are a drag sometimes, just because they keeps us from doing other things, but really, they are not that bad. Every class is pertinent to the world around me and actually it is great to be able to slowly understand my surroundings better. Italian history, art history, Italian language, and Italian cinema all expand my knowledge and comprehension of daily life in this country. I love it! The biggest drag is all of the reading, but even that is interesting once I start, then I hate to put it down! I hope the entire year of classes is this way. If it ever gets boring, I will not survive…











