I woke up bright and early this beautiful Tuesday morning in wonderful Florence to the sounds of car engines zooming in and out of the streets. But then again, I don't think the frequency of the cars ever lessened throughout the entire night. The good news is my new leggings and borrowed sweat shirt kept me warmer than the night before, and the even better news is that this morning I found an economical and warm (emphasis on the warm) blanket!!! I know I have been ranting about my lack of a blanket for the past few freezing nights, but this blanket seriously might be my new best friend. Ironically enough, the day I buy my blanket the school realizes that icicles have been forming on the students and brought us free blankets. The things we do for love!
Me & David circa 1999 |
Today was our first day of official class, and it was fun exploring the city with my backpack on feeling like a true Italian student. At noon my Intermediate Italian I class began, and my teacher is super cool! She talked to us almost completely in Italian about everyday situations of a tourist... such as getting lost or attempting to buy the third gelato of the day, while remaining polite. Ho bisogno di un gelato (I need a gelato). There were only eleven of us in the class and the environment was almost entirely conversational, which is a great learning experience for me! Carrie, Emily, and I felt like Italian pros after our Beginning I Italian class with Alessia. "Forza Gators!"
We bought the textbook at a local bookstore and I carried on to my next class, Exploration of Wine Culture in Italy, with Carrie. Okay... I know how it sounds, but this is no joke. This class is going to teach me how to pair wines with foods, how to test the alcohol content of a wine through swirling it, how the wine was stored after fermentation, its vintage, and how environmental factors and soils of the twenty Italian regions change the taste of a wine. Who knew wine had such a history? I had never thought of wine in such a poetic way, but my professor called the winery/producer the artist and the wine/product the art. "Wine is the expression of the artist." Wine runs deep within the culture of Italy, so it is not just a wine class, it is a history class which explores the process of wine production throughout Italy, especially Toscana. And of course we got to sample some wines! Let's just say it was a rough day! At least I don't have that 9 am class like some of the other students... I guess it is 5 o'clock somewhere!
View from Il Ponte Vecchio over the Arno River |
Carrie, me, & Emily |
My GIANT calzone |
**PS: I have the BEST parents in the ENTIRE world for supporting me on my ventures! I know I owe you big time, but life truly couldn't get any better and I owe it all to you! Love you both so much!
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