Italian Lack of Stress Exhibit Number 328:
Today I was like fifteen minutes late for class and as I hastily walked into the building I saw my teacher going the opposite direction...(sometimes I have that class in another building so I was worried I had gotten confused or something) and I think I sort of looked at her weird because she stopped and explained that I was in the right place but that she just had to get some coffee first. Oh right. Great.
And I had Italian today. It's moving along I suppose...It's looking like most of it is really going to have to be individual effort since it's more of an online course, so I'm curious to see how that works out. It's really a bit of a conflict...I want to speak Italian by...last year, but the learning part really gets in the way of my doing nothing but travelling. I'm going to have to figure that out.
Besides that, Milan on Friday!! We leave really early so I have to figure out how to get to the airport so early, since the metro doesn't run at that time. We'll probably take the night buses, which means us waiting outside with our suitcases for a while just to make sure we get there in time for our flight. But that's the fun part of travelling. I remember being little and going to Chile. I must have been 4 or 5 years old-yes I remember-and we had to get up at 3 in the morning and it was just so cool. I was so excited being up and having breakfast while it was still dark out, and I knew something special was happening, that I was going on some crazy adventure. So yeah...I don't really mind it. As long as I'm able to sleep during the flight. All 60 minutes of it haha. Anyway, we'll be staying with a friend of Coni's who knows his way around, so it should be good. Then Budapest, then Paris! I can't wait. Anddd I can't stop thinking about the food I'm going to eat. Next to Italian food, French pretty much takes it. I seem to have been pretty influenced by some of my grandparents...
For now some tea, then bed. Sogni d'oro (sweet dreams).
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