Today was pretty normal. I woke up and pulled back the curtains to a beautiful view of Viale di Trastevere and the aroma of baking bread (live next to a bakery). Pretty normal stuff, no biggie. I made a quick milk run because someone had consumed all of it and not replaced it (*sigh*). It was a pretty big emergency as I can not drink my espresso plain. I find it too strong and frankly, icky.
After a quick load of dishes I journeyed off to school for my marathon day (class from 12 to 5:35).
My slavery class was interesting because we talked about the differences between slavery and forced labor. It is an interesting argument because many people feel they are the same, yet they are actually pretty different. Don't get me wrong though, they are both very sad and horrible things to put people through. I still cry while doing the readings. I am also going to start looking for my paper topic. There are so many options and the paper is on 2000 words (far too short)!
Television and Democracy in Media was far too long today. We are very far behind, because the prof tends to go on tangents. So we spent today's class period covering what should have been covered in last weeks lectures. It made for a whirlwind lecture and lots of note taking. Also, I realize that I am in Italy, but I am also attending an American university. So tangents in Italian, and Italian youtube videos do nothing to bolster my understanding of the material, especially when you don't translate them. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Italian was very fun today. We are learning how to say where we work and what we do. So half the class got to assume new identities and the other half did a version of twenty questions to find out who we were. It was really fun. We also sat in a giant circle and conjugated verbs. Boring, but very helpful.
When I was done with classes it looked like it was going to pour. And those of you who know me know how I feel about getting wet. I don't like it. Not one bit. However, I really had to go grocery shopping, so I walked with a purpose to the store and sped around picking up the things I needed. Luckily, I was able to do this beat the rain. Yippeee!
Then I hunkered down and did some homework. Alas, studying abroad in Rome actually does involve some studying. Who knew?
Now I am off to clean up from my delicious dinner of gnocchi with sauteed onions, mushrooms, and zucchini. Here in Rome the "I made it, you clean up rule" does not seem to apply. Woe to me.
OK, come on, yelled, is a stretch... a strongly worded request, perhaps. :)I can't believe you live near a bakery and this is the first we've heard of it. Let me pretend for a minute that I am your brother and ask "Do they have donuts?!"
ReplyDeleteAlso, I concur on that rain business, unless you are fully equipped for puddle jumping (umbrella, rain coat, and cute rain boots), it's dreadful. So, I'm glad you made it home dry.
It's unfortunate that rules do not cross international borders, especially one as significant as "I made it, you clean up," tragic. Woe to you.
Can't wait for your next post! Missing you!
<3, GS