Last I left you all, I had just finished my paper for design, and taken a trip to the mafia bakery. My next task was to complete seven more, out of ten, sketches for my drawing class. You'll be happy to know that I did, in fact, finish them. What I didn't do is sleep! I had finished around 6:30am, and decided half an hour of sleep would probably through me off more than no sleep at all.
My drawing class met bright and early at Piazza Navuona. Piazza Navuona is one of my favorite places in Roma, and I was glad to go. Beautiful sculptures by Bernini line the piazza, as well as many artists selling their work, and even making art on-site. There are also plenty of places to sit down and have a bite to eat. Today's task would be different though. We were moving through various locations, spending about half an hour at each site. Though people are not my strong point, I figured I'd start sketching one of Bernini's muscular men. After all, practice makes perfect. Right?
It was not such a great sketch. Luckily, I had already impressed my teacher with my "over break" work. I too was quite pleased with it actually. It might even be time for a new sketchbook!
Our next stop, was Piazza Pasquino, where our teacher pointed out the talking fountain. Romans put political complaints under it... hence the name. Today, it was being restored for the first time in over 30 years!
Next stop... Chiesa di San Ivo alla Sapienza. This beautiful church catches you off guard when you walk through the plain doors and into a glorious courtyard with a view of the church. The architecture is beautiful, and very unique. Looking down at my sketches, my teacher decided I should be an architect. haha Yeah right?! I guess mom and dyedushka's engineering genes are popping through somewhere. lol
Afterwards, we stopped by St. Luidi di Francesa where we saw some original Caravaggio paintings... including the famous, Calling of St. Mathew. It was pretty neat. Then, we saw some more Caravaggio paintings at San Augustine's... of coarse with sketching in between.
I missed this! Fall break separated us from Rome, and I missed finding all these hidden treasures. Roma is magical in that way. You never know what you'll find along your stroll.
After a quick stop at the alimentari, otherwise known as my favorite deli, I went to school, printed my paper, finished my Italian homework, and went to class. I nearly fell asleep in Cristiano's class. I felt so bad, but I was so exhausted. I had no clue how I was going to get through design!
For the first time ever, a miracle occurred! Our design teacher let us out early... not just early, but really early! Class was only 40 minutes long. She briefed us for Milan and let us go! It was incredible! And so... I had time to go check out a Chinese place near my apartment. You know it's going to be good when you walk into a Chinese restaurant and it's blaring SPANISH MUSIC! lol
It was pretty bad... luckily, I don't have to go again! Plus, I discovered a whole new area just near my apartment! I plan on exploring it when I get back from the weekend! There's so much more to discover! I'm so excited! There's a whole new world just around the corner from me that I have yet to check out. :)
When I got home, Amber had told me about an art exhibit somewhere between Barberini and Piazza di Spagna. I wasn't sure at first what it was, or who it was, but I was interested. You know, it's just a typical Thursday evening in Roma going to fabulous art exhibits with fabulous people. lol
When we arrived, I realized I was even familiar with both the work and the artist. His name is Alexander Calder, and the exhibit was being held at the famous Gagosian Gallery. Calder is a sculptor known for his mobiles. This innovation made him famous in the modern art world. He was born in good old Pennsylvania, and I had previously seen his work at our very own Philadelphia Museum of Art. It was quite glamorous being around all the intellectuals and art lovers and critics alike. There were people of all ages and backgrounds. It was a very international experience.
On the way home, I got some gelato and love was back in my heart. Gelato makes everything better. I had almost forgotten where I was for a second! Hello! I'm in Roma! My Roma! And I had fallen in love with my Roma all over again...
In the morning, I leave for Milan for a class trip! Happy Halloween Everyone!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Really? For Me? Could It Be?
Today started off pretty miserable. I was woken up by obnoxiously loud construction next door! Once up, I realized I not only received my monthly gift from mother nature, but I was aching all over... no stomach ache though! Yay! Maybe my African/Venetian parasite has flown away...
With my pounding headache getting only worse, I ran out the door... with no regard as to what time it was, or wasn't.
I arrived at my deli, and for the the third day in a row ordered my sandwich dry. I could see that the lady behind the counter was almost concerned, seeing as I've been ordering the same sandwich for two months now. Still, I wasn't quite sure about how I was feeling.
When I arrived at school, I ate my sandwich and went into the computer lab. Of coarse, all the computers were taken. I figured I would sit out in the lounge til class started, until I realized what time it was. I still had an hour and a half til class started! That's new. I had nothing to do, and I had unintentionally come to school over 2 hours early! Weird...
And so... I took a trip to the cartiliera to get a small notebook for my trip this weekend. Afterwards, I decided I would be daring, and for the first time in a week, I had... a cup of coffee! lol It was delicious, and better still... I survived!
Italian class was not much different than usual. We laughed throughout class at the silly sentences we were making, and Cristiano cried about how we "used" to love him. Le persone in tutto il mondo, la giunzione porge. Cominciare un treno di amore. "People all over the world, join hands. Start a love train." I keep trying to explain to him that before we were trying to get him to like us. Now, we've realized he will hate us either way, so we've stopped trying. :P
After class, of coarse, I wasted a ton of time on the Internet. Nothing like YouTube and Facebook to distract you for as long as you like. I had also taken some Tylenol. My headache went away and I suddenly realized, maybe I wasn't feeling better. Figures... lol It's funny that this is funny to me now. Two months ago, I would be freaking out that I was dying or something silly of that nature. I remember freshman year calling Arthur about my black elbows. I checked out WebMD and of course... the first 200 options are Cancer and/or other fatal diseases of the sort. I was convinced I was dying! My elbows were black! He insisted I use lotion 3x a day for 3 days and then call him. He said I have dry elbows, just like him. Apparently my bfffffer knows me better than I know me. Always and Forever! He was right! I wasn't dying, and now I laugh every time I think about that story. And now... almost 3 years later... I have just come back from Africa and no sweat. I don't think I'm dying. I just think it will pass... hopefully soon! lol
Somewhere in the middle of it all, I made dinner. Pasta with some cheese sprinkled on top, and two artichokes. Deeelicious! I think I might be obsessed with artichokes... Is that a bad thing?
Oh yeah... so... um... I sort of had this issue... While I was procrastinating, I wasn't procrastinating without purpose. What I was procrastinating was writing my paper... that is due tomorrow... and my 10 sketches... that I was suppose to do over break... In Tunisia... (yeah right)... also due tomorrow. I'm very good at procrastination. I'm even procrastinating by writing this blog. ;)
It's 2am now. I just took a trip to the Mafia bakery for a chocolate fix, and finished my paper! It's pretty impressive too! You all should be very proud!
I also got a little surprise just after finishing my paper... My very first fan letter! Really? For me? Could it be? I'm getting fan mail? lol... Well... if you can call it that... I think I will though! Shout out to Terri from IE Shaffer! I loved your email, and it made my day! I guess I'm not talking to myself!
(Though in all fairness... Rabbi read my blog and told me I wasn't talking to myself moments after that blog was posted. lol... Shout out to the Kantor Family! Mazel Tov on the new addition!)
I have 3 sketches done, and 7 more to go... Wish me luck! Only 6 hours til class!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
With my pounding headache getting only worse, I ran out the door... with no regard as to what time it was, or wasn't.
I arrived at my deli, and for the the third day in a row ordered my sandwich dry. I could see that the lady behind the counter was almost concerned, seeing as I've been ordering the same sandwich for two months now. Still, I wasn't quite sure about how I was feeling.
When I arrived at school, I ate my sandwich and went into the computer lab. Of coarse, all the computers were taken. I figured I would sit out in the lounge til class started, until I realized what time it was. I still had an hour and a half til class started! That's new. I had nothing to do, and I had unintentionally come to school over 2 hours early! Weird...
And so... I took a trip to the cartiliera to get a small notebook for my trip this weekend. Afterwards, I decided I would be daring, and for the first time in a week, I had... a cup of coffee! lol It was delicious, and better still... I survived!
Italian class was not much different than usual. We laughed throughout class at the silly sentences we were making, and Cristiano cried about how we "used" to love him. Le persone in tutto il mondo, la giunzione porge. Cominciare un treno di amore. "People all over the world, join hands. Start a love train." I keep trying to explain to him that before we were trying to get him to like us. Now, we've realized he will hate us either way, so we've stopped trying. :P
After class, of coarse, I wasted a ton of time on the Internet. Nothing like YouTube and Facebook to distract you for as long as you like. I had also taken some Tylenol. My headache went away and I suddenly realized, maybe I wasn't feeling better. Figures... lol It's funny that this is funny to me now. Two months ago, I would be freaking out that I was dying or something silly of that nature. I remember freshman year calling Arthur about my black elbows. I checked out WebMD and of course... the first 200 options are Cancer and/or other fatal diseases of the sort. I was convinced I was dying! My elbows were black! He insisted I use lotion 3x a day for 3 days and then call him. He said I have dry elbows, just like him. Apparently my bfffffer knows me better than I know me. Always and Forever! He was right! I wasn't dying, and now I laugh every time I think about that story. And now... almost 3 years later... I have just come back from Africa and no sweat. I don't think I'm dying. I just think it will pass... hopefully soon! lol
Somewhere in the middle of it all, I made dinner. Pasta with some cheese sprinkled on top, and two artichokes. Deeelicious! I think I might be obsessed with artichokes... Is that a bad thing?
Oh yeah... so... um... I sort of had this issue... While I was procrastinating, I wasn't procrastinating without purpose. What I was procrastinating was writing my paper... that is due tomorrow... and my 10 sketches... that I was suppose to do over break... In Tunisia... (yeah right)... also due tomorrow. I'm very good at procrastination. I'm even procrastinating by writing this blog. ;)
It's 2am now. I just took a trip to the Mafia bakery for a chocolate fix, and finished my paper! It's pretty impressive too! You all should be very proud!
I also got a little surprise just after finishing my paper... My very first fan letter! Really? For me? Could it be? I'm getting fan mail? lol... Well... if you can call it that... I think I will though! Shout out to Terri from IE Shaffer! I loved your email, and it made my day! I guess I'm not talking to myself!
(Though in all fairness... Rabbi read my blog and told me I wasn't talking to myself moments after that blog was posted. lol... Shout out to the Kantor Family! Mazel Tov on the new addition!)
I have 3 sketches done, and 7 more to go... Wish me luck! Only 6 hours til class!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
A Super Long Day...
The day started at around 7:30am. I was in class by 8:30am. After being the only person in sculpture to not present and have their midterm critique, it was finally my turn. It's always nice when teachers grade you based on how much they like the work vs. grading it based on any skill or effort you put into a project.
Italian was Design weren't too different from any other day.
When I got home, I made dinner and then rested a bit. I'm still not feeling well. I either have an African parasite or a Venetian bug. It's still debatable.
Around 8:30pm, Amber, Brittney, and I headed back to school for the round table discussion night. We had the opportunity to meet some "real" Italians. I suppose this is opposed to all the fake ones we meet in our daily transactions in shops and on the street. We expressed what we thought about Italians, and they expressed their thoughts about Americans. It was all quite scripted, and would have been much more beneficial at the beginning of the semester. Still, there were some cute guys there. That always makes me smile. ;)
It's just past 12:30am right now. After a 17 hour day, I'm exhausted! Buona Notte!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Italian was Design weren't too different from any other day.
When I got home, I made dinner and then rested a bit. I'm still not feeling well. I either have an African parasite or a Venetian bug. It's still debatable.
Around 8:30pm, Amber, Brittney, and I headed back to school for the round table discussion night. We had the opportunity to meet some "real" Italians. I suppose this is opposed to all the fake ones we meet in our daily transactions in shops and on the street. We expressed what we thought about Italians, and they expressed their thoughts about Americans. It was all quite scripted, and would have been much more beneficial at the beginning of the semester. Still, there were some cute guys there. That always makes me smile. ;)
It's just past 12:30am right now. After a 17 hour day, I'm exhausted! Buona Notte!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Monday, October 26, 2009
Lost in thought... Am I talking to myself?
Though I had some disturbing dreams last night, I woke up oddly fresh. I woke up an hour before my alarm, and was ready to start my day. I only have my Italian class on Mondays, so I took my time getting ready. I showered, I went online, and I made my way to the metro.
It was an odd feeling being back in Rome. It wasn't quite home, but after being on break for 10 days, it did feel like a home away from home. I walked down the familiar street, no longer as an outsider.
The day was warm. I walked out in a t-shirt and jeans.... first time in a while. It was nice. The sun was out, and that too was greatly contributing to my good mood. When I got off the metro, I even had a chance to buy the boots I had been wanting to buy... half price of what I originally had planned! On my way to school, I couldn't wait to stop at my deli. I missed it last week. The lady behind the counter welcomed me back, and we exchanged a few words... only a few seeing as she speaks only Italian, and I can only say so much in Italian. lol
It was nice to see everyone back at school, though my feeling of distance from everyone remains. Somehow even though I am friendly with everyone, it is clear to me that I have no friends here. It's very lonely. I do not really feel connected to anyone, and I miss my friends back home.
Speaking of back home, I've started to wonder what it will be like when I get back. Have I been away so long that it won't be the same? People move on. People change. People forget. Have they forgotten about me? I too have changed. I'm not the same person I was when I got here. My experiences have influenced who I've become. In seven weeks, will my friends welcome me with open arms? Will it be like good old times that I miss so much, or will I be stuck once again all by myself, isolated from the crowd? Maybe I can bribe them with gifts. lol
After class, I made my way home, by myself as always. Though I ran into some classmates, I knew that's all I was to them. When we got off the bus, they went their way, and I went mine.
I stopped at the GS (grocery store) on the way home. What to cook tonight? Nothing like cooking for one...
On the way home, a few merchants said hello. They didn't do that before. They recognize me now. It's amazing how much we take for granted. At home, I put my groceries in the car and drive them home. Here, I walk them home. On the other hand, if I don't think about what I'm going to eat at home, there's probably some food in the fridge I can eat. I don't have that luxury here.
As I ponder all these thoughts, I wonder if it's just me searching for some attention, some contact with others? What would I do without this blog? It's too expensive to call everyone and tell them what's going on. Is anyone out there reading this? Am I talking to myself?
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
It was an odd feeling being back in Rome. It wasn't quite home, but after being on break for 10 days, it did feel like a home away from home. I walked down the familiar street, no longer as an outsider.
The day was warm. I walked out in a t-shirt and jeans.... first time in a while. It was nice. The sun was out, and that too was greatly contributing to my good mood. When I got off the metro, I even had a chance to buy the boots I had been wanting to buy... half price of what I originally had planned! On my way to school, I couldn't wait to stop at my deli. I missed it last week. The lady behind the counter welcomed me back, and we exchanged a few words... only a few seeing as she speaks only Italian, and I can only say so much in Italian. lol
It was nice to see everyone back at school, though my feeling of distance from everyone remains. Somehow even though I am friendly with everyone, it is clear to me that I have no friends here. It's very lonely. I do not really feel connected to anyone, and I miss my friends back home.
Speaking of back home, I've started to wonder what it will be like when I get back. Have I been away so long that it won't be the same? People move on. People change. People forget. Have they forgotten about me? I too have changed. I'm not the same person I was when I got here. My experiences have influenced who I've become. In seven weeks, will my friends welcome me with open arms? Will it be like good old times that I miss so much, or will I be stuck once again all by myself, isolated from the crowd? Maybe I can bribe them with gifts. lol
After class, I made my way home, by myself as always. Though I ran into some classmates, I knew that's all I was to them. When we got off the bus, they went their way, and I went mine.
I stopped at the GS (grocery store) on the way home. What to cook tonight? Nothing like cooking for one...
On the way home, a few merchants said hello. They didn't do that before. They recognize me now. It's amazing how much we take for granted. At home, I put my groceries in the car and drive them home. Here, I walk them home. On the other hand, if I don't think about what I'm going to eat at home, there's probably some food in the fridge I can eat. I don't have that luxury here.
As I ponder all these thoughts, I wonder if it's just me searching for some attention, some contact with others? What would I do without this blog? It's too expensive to call everyone and tell them what's going on. Is anyone out there reading this? Am I talking to myself?
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Venice = VEryNICE haha
After getting maybe an hour of sleep, and not knowing whether the bus strike in Roma would stop my travels, Danesha and I set off for Venice.
To our surprise, we not only made it to Termini, the main train station in Roma, but we were able to purchase tickets, and board a Eurostar to Venice. The trip was 4 hours long! Luckily, I slept through most of it!
When we arrived in Venice, it was cold and raining. Still, we could sense that we were somewhere special. Apparently the strike was not just in Roma. It affected all of Italy! Both the water buses and the regular buses weren’t running until 4:30pm! And so, we decided to grab lunch… which also ended up being our dinner on the famous Grand Canal! Though the weather was miserable, it was still rather nice.
When we finally got to our bed and breakfast on the outskirts of Venice, we were exhausted! I mean… we had just been in Africa for a week, I had gotten sick, and oh yeah… an hour of sleep just doesn’t cut it… even for me! Though very far from anything, it was nice. We had our own room and bathroom. Considering we had booked the night before, we were quite pleased.
When we awoke around 7:30pm, we could see weren’t going anywhere. It was dark. We were still tired, and we had no idea if the buses were even running. And so… our first day was a bit of a bust.
We awoke the next morning fresh and ready to start our day! We were greeted with breakfast, and then made our way back to the main part of Venice. After reaching the main area, we bought 24hr passes for the water buses, which are Venice’s main form of transportation. These passes took us everywhere… including our next stop, the hostel we were staying at Saturday night. We got off at the San Marcuola stop, and began to search for Residence Maddalena. When we finally found it, there was a note on the door… “Danesha Weever, I will be back at 12:00.”
And so, we decided not to waste any time, and began to walk around. Quite shortly after we decided to sit down and have a cappuccino, and look at our map. Since we had some time to kill, we decided we would try and make our way to the Jewish Ghetto, and possibly see the museum. Not thinking clearly, I had forgotten it was Shabbos! Sure enough… the museum, synagogues, and everything else was closed. Still, it was nice to see the Ghetto Vecchio, and see that Venice has a thriving Jewish community.
Sure enough, when we made our way back to the Residence Maddalena, there was another note… “Danesha Weever, I will be back at 1pm.” This time, we decided to wait it out not to miss her again. Around 1pm, we were greeted by Clara, a very eccentric Italian woman who I fell in love with. She greeted us with open arms and took us through some back alleys to show us where we would be staying. The hostel was quite nice. There was only one other mystery girl in our room, as well as two other rooms, a living room, and a bathroom to share for all of the above. It was tidy, and included breakfast!
After putting our stuff down, we practically ran out the door! We had no time to waste if we were going to get everywhere we wanted to go. Next stop? Murano Island! This is the island famous for the Murano Glass. We took a water bus all the way down the Grand Canal! It took a little bit of time, but the ride was beautiful, and the sun even came out! I fell in love with our bus/boat driver… Apparently, all the good looking men are hiding in Venice! He was sooo good looking! Molto Bello!
When we arrived on the island, we headed straight for the glass museum. Though not quite large, there was much to see. Unfortunately, we could not take pictures! Fortunately, the stores we were in that followed did! It was so cool to see what one can do with glass… everything from chandeliers to little animal figurines. I even bought Blanche a tiny lady bug for her new apartment!
Since the glass blowing place was already closed, our next stop was San Marco’s Basilica. Mi amore, my love, was on our water bus again. As he recognized me he said Ciao. We were in such a rush though… on my way out, I said, “Ciao Bello,” and smiled. He smiled, and we went our separate ways. I guess better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. Haha Anyway, back to reality… San Marco is the most famous church in all of Venice, and for good reason. It is stunning! Ok… maybe there’s more to it. Unfortunately, the doors closed right in front of our faces and all we could see was the beautiful facade. It was still well worth it though. The basilica is covered with cold and mosaics that would impress even the most unimpressionable person. We also saw the bell tower, and San Maria. As we had a chance to walk around the grand piazza and look at things we can’t afford, I wanted to buy everything for my mama… let’s just pretend I did, shall we? It was so beautiful… the masks, the jewelry, the glass… just breath-taking!
On the way back to our general neighborhood, we jumped on the wrong water bus and went all the way to the Venice Lido stop, which is the Venice Beach stop. Then we went all the way back up the Grand Canal… watching the sunset… passing all Venice has to offer along the way. Around the Rialto Bridge, Venice’s most famous bridge, we jumped off to take a gondola ride. Our gondola driver explained to us that the Rialto Bridge was once the center of commerce, and the highest point in Venice. He also took us past Marco Polo AND Casanova’s house. We also got to see the grand opera house! It was quite a perfect spot we picked to jump off one boat and into another. Lol
On our way back, we strolled through some more shops, and enjoyed the sights. The masks in Venice are amazing. Each one is a work of art. Eventually, we made our way to dinner, and then back to the hostel. There we met our third “girl…” I put girl in quotes because Libby was my mom’s age… and though mom turns 29 every year, Libby doesn’t. lol She was very nice though, and we became friends. :)
In the morning we woke up at what we thought was 8am… SURPRISE! It was Daylights Saving. We only realized it, though, when we were dressed and quite awake. And so, after Clara set us straight, we were off into town to buy our train ticket. Our train was leaving at 10:45ish… and so we had a little more time to grab breakfast and look around. At breakfast, we met some nice girls from Canada who were backpacking. They too, were headed to Rome today.
As we walked around and looked at more glass and masks, we couldn’t help but miss it. Venice was spectacular, truly a sight for everyone to see. Still… Roma awaits… and although Venice maybe special, a piece of my heart will always be in Roma. <3
And so, we jumped on our Eurostar, and made the 4 hour trek back to Roma…
Signing off,
Ciao Bella…
To our surprise, we not only made it to Termini, the main train station in Roma, but we were able to purchase tickets, and board a Eurostar to Venice. The trip was 4 hours long! Luckily, I slept through most of it!
When we arrived in Venice, it was cold and raining. Still, we could sense that we were somewhere special. Apparently the strike was not just in Roma. It affected all of Italy! Both the water buses and the regular buses weren’t running until 4:30pm! And so, we decided to grab lunch… which also ended up being our dinner on the famous Grand Canal! Though the weather was miserable, it was still rather nice.
When we finally got to our bed and breakfast on the outskirts of Venice, we were exhausted! I mean… we had just been in Africa for a week, I had gotten sick, and oh yeah… an hour of sleep just doesn’t cut it… even for me! Though very far from anything, it was nice. We had our own room and bathroom. Considering we had booked the night before, we were quite pleased.
When we awoke around 7:30pm, we could see weren’t going anywhere. It was dark. We were still tired, and we had no idea if the buses were even running. And so… our first day was a bit of a bust.
We awoke the next morning fresh and ready to start our day! We were greeted with breakfast, and then made our way back to the main part of Venice. After reaching the main area, we bought 24hr passes for the water buses, which are Venice’s main form of transportation. These passes took us everywhere… including our next stop, the hostel we were staying at Saturday night. We got off at the San Marcuola stop, and began to search for Residence Maddalena. When we finally found it, there was a note on the door… “Danesha Weever, I will be back at 12:00.”
And so, we decided not to waste any time, and began to walk around. Quite shortly after we decided to sit down and have a cappuccino, and look at our map. Since we had some time to kill, we decided we would try and make our way to the Jewish Ghetto, and possibly see the museum. Not thinking clearly, I had forgotten it was Shabbos! Sure enough… the museum, synagogues, and everything else was closed. Still, it was nice to see the Ghetto Vecchio, and see that Venice has a thriving Jewish community.
Sure enough, when we made our way back to the Residence Maddalena, there was another note… “Danesha Weever, I will be back at 1pm.” This time, we decided to wait it out not to miss her again. Around 1pm, we were greeted by Clara, a very eccentric Italian woman who I fell in love with. She greeted us with open arms and took us through some back alleys to show us where we would be staying. The hostel was quite nice. There was only one other mystery girl in our room, as well as two other rooms, a living room, and a bathroom to share for all of the above. It was tidy, and included breakfast!
After putting our stuff down, we practically ran out the door! We had no time to waste if we were going to get everywhere we wanted to go. Next stop? Murano Island! This is the island famous for the Murano Glass. We took a water bus all the way down the Grand Canal! It took a little bit of time, but the ride was beautiful, and the sun even came out! I fell in love with our bus/boat driver… Apparently, all the good looking men are hiding in Venice! He was sooo good looking! Molto Bello!
When we arrived on the island, we headed straight for the glass museum. Though not quite large, there was much to see. Unfortunately, we could not take pictures! Fortunately, the stores we were in that followed did! It was so cool to see what one can do with glass… everything from chandeliers to little animal figurines. I even bought Blanche a tiny lady bug for her new apartment!
Since the glass blowing place was already closed, our next stop was San Marco’s Basilica. Mi amore, my love, was on our water bus again. As he recognized me he said Ciao. We were in such a rush though… on my way out, I said, “Ciao Bello,” and smiled. He smiled, and we went our separate ways. I guess better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. Haha Anyway, back to reality… San Marco is the most famous church in all of Venice, and for good reason. It is stunning! Ok… maybe there’s more to it. Unfortunately, the doors closed right in front of our faces and all we could see was the beautiful facade. It was still well worth it though. The basilica is covered with cold and mosaics that would impress even the most unimpressionable person. We also saw the bell tower, and San Maria. As we had a chance to walk around the grand piazza and look at things we can’t afford, I wanted to buy everything for my mama… let’s just pretend I did, shall we? It was so beautiful… the masks, the jewelry, the glass… just breath-taking!
On the way back to our general neighborhood, we jumped on the wrong water bus and went all the way to the Venice Lido stop, which is the Venice Beach stop. Then we went all the way back up the Grand Canal… watching the sunset… passing all Venice has to offer along the way. Around the Rialto Bridge, Venice’s most famous bridge, we jumped off to take a gondola ride. Our gondola driver explained to us that the Rialto Bridge was once the center of commerce, and the highest point in Venice. He also took us past Marco Polo AND Casanova’s house. We also got to see the grand opera house! It was quite a perfect spot we picked to jump off one boat and into another. Lol
On our way back, we strolled through some more shops, and enjoyed the sights. The masks in Venice are amazing. Each one is a work of art. Eventually, we made our way to dinner, and then back to the hostel. There we met our third “girl…” I put girl in quotes because Libby was my mom’s age… and though mom turns 29 every year, Libby doesn’t. lol She was very nice though, and we became friends. :)
In the morning we woke up at what we thought was 8am… SURPRISE! It was Daylights Saving. We only realized it, though, when we were dressed and quite awake. And so, after Clara set us straight, we were off into town to buy our train ticket. Our train was leaving at 10:45ish… and so we had a little more time to grab breakfast and look around. At breakfast, we met some nice girls from Canada who were backpacking. They too, were headed to Rome today.
As we walked around and looked at more glass and masks, we couldn’t help but miss it. Venice was spectacular, truly a sight for everyone to see. Still… Roma awaits… and although Venice maybe special, a piece of my heart will always be in Roma. <3
And so, we jumped on our Eurostar, and made the 4 hour trek back to Roma…
Signing off,
Ciao Bella…
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Arabian Nights... in TUNISIA!!!
"Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place, where the caravan camels roam.... here they cut off your ear if they don't like your face. It's barbaric, but hey, it's home... When the wind's from the east, and the sun's from the west, and the sand in the glass is right... Come on down. Stop on by. Hop a carpet, and fly... to another Arabian night!"
Yep yep! My Alladin Fantasy has been fulfilled! I have just arrived back from my fall break trip to Tunisia! For those who don't know, Tunisia is in North Africa between Libya and Algeria... about an hour plane ride from Roma. It was incredible!
Day #1:
After the shortest flight ever, "Hi. I'm in Africa!" As we entered the airport in Tunis, the capital of Tunisia, we were first screened for H1N1, more commonly known as Swine Flu. We walked through these radar detectors that measured our body temperature, and if we had a fever, I suppose we would be detained. Luckily, we all passed! Yay! Our luggage came obnoxiously fast! Just as we walked past security, our luggage came out as if it was waiting for US to finish and come out. It was fantastic! What a wonderful start to our trip!
When we arrived at Hotel Diplomat, we were shocked to see that not only were we not staying in a hole in the wall, we were staying at a rather nice hotel. "You have to be flexible." Our professor, Maria Ponce de Leon would say. "This is my least favorite hotel." If this was her least favorite, I can't wait to see what's to come. It was pretty nice. We were all pleasantly surprised. We were welcomed with fruit juice cocktails, which we all enjoyed thoroughly. :)
French or Arabic? Those were our languages of choice. Luckily, we spoke neither...
After unpacking our things, we made our way to the Kasbah in the Medina. The Kasbah is the highest point in the gated city. The Medina is the gated city. It was beautiful. The buildings were a typical Mediteranean blue and white, white symbolizing purity and blue symbolizing the Mediteranean and the sky. We began our adventure with a Shwarma, the traditional middle-eastern sandwich. I had been familiar with it thanks to my visit to Israel, and couldn't wait! I enjoyed them more in Israel, but they were still rather tasty, and a nice change! Lucia and I made some Tunisian male friends while eating. She was trying to get them to teach her french. As she spoke her broken Italian, they responded in Arabic. It was quite the site to behold! lol Tunisian men are very inappropriate... yes... even more than me!
On the way to our next stop, we stopped in the main Piazza, which was also used as a monument for some victims. Then, we made our way through the Medina and into a perfume shop. Here they make the essence of any and all perfumes... Chanel... Dior... anything you can imagine. The man who demonstrated was hysterical. There was even a perfume called, Sabato. You can only wear it on Saturday,, because apparently he claims it's an aphrodisiac and it will turn you into a sex machine. lol
Our next stop was to the Souke, or market place. As we looked around, we found treasures galore. We couldn't wait to start shopping, but Maria told us to wait until the next day. Eric, and a tall Tunisian, got into a conversation about how tall they both were.
Tunisian: You play basketball?
Eric: Of coarse. You?
Tunisian: No
Eric: What sport do you play?
Tunisian: My sport is in the bedroom.
Told you they were inappropriate!
After the market, we headed to smoke some Hookah. At the hookah place, we also had some tea. Apparently, it's just mint green tea, but it is soooo good. They put almonds and pine nuts in them as well. Delicious! It was definitly a sight to behold watching us desperately trying to blow O's with our smoke. lol
When we got back to the hotel, we had dinner and then went over to the bar. Though none of us had intended to stay out late, we were quite creeped out by the bar. In Tunisia, only men sit in bars and cafes. As a group full of American women walked in, we were eyed down by every man in the room. Can't live in Tunisia, I thought. What would I do without my cafe Michaelangelo's?
Day #2:
An early rise, but everyone was excited! We were headed to Sousse. Rest stops? Toilette Paper? Forget it! You gotta be flexible! lol Cactus fenses surround property. A lamb wonders down the side of the street. A rooster struts his stuff. Kaka-doodle-Doo! Sousse is considered, "The Pearl of the Coast" of Tunisia. Maria thinks it should be the capital, and I agree. It's more alive than Tunis. As we walked through the Souke, the merchants told us where we were from. Apparently, I look like an Arab woman. It became the joke of the trip... A ruski that looks like an Arab.
Random Merchant: Where do you come from beautiful girl?
Me: I come from Roma. (I said with a smile, because I did.)
Random Merchant: Your face doesn't look like it's from Roma.
Me: My face isn't from Roma.
Random Merchant: Is your face from the Synagogue?
I freaked! What do I do? Yes, actually it is... but... ugh...
(Turns our in Arabic, the Synagogue refers to India. lol)
Ciao Bella! Buon Jior! Como Stas? Salam! Never a Privet or even a Hello!
Dustin and Eric came back in full Arabic attire. It was awesome! haha
Our next stop was Monastir. Monastir was right on the coast, and most of us couldn't wait to go to the beach, even if it was too cold to swim. Dustin swam though. Lucky boys and their boxers! The rest of us just got our feet wet. Then, we went climbing on some rocks. It was so cool! Some of the others went to check out the Mosoleum in the main Piazza.
After Monastir, we were off to the next hotel near Port el Kantaoui. This was definitly one of my favorite stops... for the most childish of reasons. After dropping off our stuff, some of us went to explore the port. Unfortunately, we never got there. Danesha, Yuhan, and myself stopped at the carnival and had an absolute blast! They were playing American music, and I got to ride on the carosel! La dolce vita... This is the sweet life! We even got to eat some sugary almond goodness. :)
Of coarse, after dinner, we were off to hookah and tea. Mounir bought the girls flowers, and Maria treated us all to the hookah and tea. It was so nice of them! They took such good care of us. Maria might be one of my new idols. I <3 her!
When we got back to the hotel, we continued the hookah party in Dustin and Eric's room, which seemed to be a pimped out suite... or at least a pimped our balcony. They even got some watermellon. It was wonderful! Then, Daniella, Dustin, and I continued the party in my pimped our bath tub with a bubble bath tub party. haha "Even Dustin's between Dustin's legs. You gotta be flexible." lmao
Day #3
We began day three in the city of El Gem. El Gem holds a roman ampitheater, similar to the Colloseum. This is actually where parts of Gladiator was filmed. The ampitheater is in very good shape, and you can even stand in the middle of it. You can't do that at the Colloseum. It was pretty awesome.
We then stopped in Mahares on the way to Matmata, and just as Maria said... we made a random turn and all of a sudden all you can see for miles and miles is sand! It was remarkable! This was the Africa we were all waiting for... sand dunes as far as the eyes can see... truely a whole new world!
When we got to Matmata, there was a sign welcoming us. This is actually the panorama where Star Wars was filmed. That's pretty cool. While there, we also had the opportunity to have a traditional meal. Then, we continued on to have some tea at a real Troglidite house. A troglidite house is carved into the rocks, and troglidites live there. :)
Then, we were off to Douz! This was the most incredible of incredible! We had the opportunity to ride a camel... in the Sahara desert... while watching the sunset... in the Sahara desert! Jealous? I was! I was actually jealous of my own life. It was awesome! Ciao Camelo! Come ti chiamo? Mi Chiamo Roxanne. Parli L'Italiano? lol
After the amazingness, we had dinner at the hotel with Monser... he replaced Mounir as our tour guide. He was pretty cool. He studied in Ukraine for six months so he practiced his Russian on me here and there. lol
Dinner was followed by more hookah and tea at the hotel, and then Star-Gazing on Molly and Daniella's balcony/roof-top. :)
Day #4:
"That's what's so cool out here. The strength of man is what really counts." ~ Maria
Our first stop of the morning was the Salt Lake in Chott el-Jerid. It was miraculous! It looked like we were in Alaska because everything was white, and looked cold... and it was a bit chilly, but it was covered in Salt. It's one of those things you have to see to believe. Very neat!
Next, we were off to a university in Tozeur to meet with some students. I met with two girls, and the joke was that I was darker than both of them... oops! It was interesting to see just how different our lives are. The questions they asked were about materials. The questions I asked were about life. I thought about my politically correct answer. They said it how it was.
Them: Do you live in a big house?
Me: (How do I say no when I know the size of theirs...) Umm... Well... Not really...
Them: How many rooms?
Me: (Oh crap. I'm busted!)
Me: What do you do for fun?
Them: (With a big smile on their face) Nothing. I go to school and I go home.
Them: What's your dream in life?
As I pieced together my well-constructed essay, I asked them the same question...
Them: To be a good wife.
Them: Do you have liberty?
Me: Liberty with what?
Them: With everything. With the money you make from work? I give all my money to my parents. It is not mine to keep.
It's amazing how little we realize until we step out of our bubble. It was also interesting to note that they shared with us a communication model that I learn in every class, and saw it as useless until now.
The girls were very warm. Ironically enough, they taught me some German, and I taught them some Russian. lol They insisted on swapping emails and numbers, and referred to me as their new best friend... whole heartedly. :)
Back to being a tourist... back to our fantasy bubble... too much reality... our next stop was a carriage ride through the beautiful Palm Date Oasis. Eric, Dustin, Daniella, Molly, and I had the best driver. He picked us some pomegrantiz and Jasmine, and even let Eric drive. lol When we made our stop, we got to eat some dates right from the Palm trees. We also got to watch a man climb up on of them to show us how they collect them.
Next stop, down-town Tozeur for lunch.
After lunch, the 4x4's picked us up, and we were off! First stop, a wild ride through the sand-dunes in the jeeps. Though I was pretty terrified, it was awesome, especially with the Arabic music blasting in the background. Then, we drove off into the mountains near Chebika, Tamerza, and Mides, and were let off to hike near the Algerian border. The sites were breath-taking. We even got to see the Grande Cascade.
As the daylight came to an end, we stopped back at Chott el Jerid to watch the sunset over the salt lake. At dinner, we celebreated Nicole's 21st birthday, and we were all jealous that she got to do it in Tunisia!
After dinner, Maria's friend Sadok came to take us out to the desert. He was the desert man. He was the badass desert man. His brother Shoukri also accompanied him. The stars were unlike anything I've ever seen before. We actually saw the Milky Way! Not only that, but shooting stars filled the sky! It was one of the most magical experiences of my life. For Nicole's birthday, Sadok gave her a way of stars. It was priceless.
Six boys thought they would also be badass and tried to stay out. Maria was not having it, and Sadok was starting to worry, so he went back after them. Of coarse, being a badass, he found them. lol
When we got back, a few of us had the pleasure of joing Sadok and Shoukri for some hookah and tea, and he told us tales of the desert, and his travels. He said when he was in Spain for five years, he lost his smile. There's NO crime in Douz. People are real. He missed the simplicity of the desert life. He was a true desert man, even when he was a child... a truely incredible man, and human being. You could see his kindness in his eyes, a real genuine soul.
Day #5:
Nothing like a 5am wake up, to get to you started. We were off to the holy city of Kairouan. In the Muslim religion, they say if you make a Pilgrimage to Kairouan six times, it is the equivalent of making one pilgrimage to Mecca. When we got there, we visited the Bacini degli Aghlabiti, the Grande Mosque, and the Zaouia di Sidi Abdel Qadir el-Djilani. The last stop was the Mosaleum of the man who traveled with Mohamed and held the gates to Paradise. They say if you can fit between the two colums, you are set. Of coarse, my well-fed Jewish ass did not fit... oh well... no virgins for me. ;)
After an exhuasting day of travel, we arrived at the Hotel Marina Palace where we had dinner, heard some live music, and went to bed. I, Roxanne Zhilo, was in bed at 9:45pm. It was for sure a record, but I wasn't feeling well.
Day #6:
Day six began with a visit to Salamboi, which is the Fenician Cemetary. It was quite peaceful. Then, we wanted to go to the Baths of Antonine, but Presidential activity conflicted with our plans. So instead, we headed straight for the Hill of Birsa, where ruins of ancient Carthage still stand. It was quite cool to see how much we could compare between Rome and Carthage.
Afterwards, we headed over to the Carthafe Ampitheater, and then to the American Cemetary. The American Cemetary held the fallen soldiers from WWII. It too was quite peaceful and serene. It was shocking to see how many of our men had died over there.
Our last stop was Sidi Bou Said. This hill top town had stunning views and obnoxiously expensive prices. Still, I managed to find a Tunisian man who said he would like to be my husband.
Though a constant struggle, I made it through the day, and to our last hotel. We were back in Tunis, at our first Hotel Diplomat. It was true. This was my least favorite hotel as well.
It's amazing how much we take for granted... even drinking water. You can't drink the water in Tunisia. It will make you sick. Most people got sick anyway throughout the trip. Me? I got sick the last two days. By the this point, I had strength to do nothing. Everyone hung out the last night... smoked hookah... I layed in bed and thought I was dying... alone... dramatic I know. lol
Day # 7:
I tried to have breakfast twice, but it didn't work. As everyone took their last trip to the Suoke, I stayed in the hotel and rested. Half past noon, we were off to the airport. By 6pm, Rome time, we had landed. Nothing like being back home... almost. ;)
Tomorrow, assuming the transportation strike doesn't stop me, I'm attempting one more trip before Monday morning classes. Yes... that means I'm feeling better. I'll be sure to write all about it when I get back!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella
Yep yep! My Alladin Fantasy has been fulfilled! I have just arrived back from my fall break trip to Tunisia! For those who don't know, Tunisia is in North Africa between Libya and Algeria... about an hour plane ride from Roma. It was incredible!
Day #1:
After the shortest flight ever, "Hi. I'm in Africa!" As we entered the airport in Tunis, the capital of Tunisia, we were first screened for H1N1, more commonly known as Swine Flu. We walked through these radar detectors that measured our body temperature, and if we had a fever, I suppose we would be detained. Luckily, we all passed! Yay! Our luggage came obnoxiously fast! Just as we walked past security, our luggage came out as if it was waiting for US to finish and come out. It was fantastic! What a wonderful start to our trip!
When we arrived at Hotel Diplomat, we were shocked to see that not only were we not staying in a hole in the wall, we were staying at a rather nice hotel. "You have to be flexible." Our professor, Maria Ponce de Leon would say. "This is my least favorite hotel." If this was her least favorite, I can't wait to see what's to come. It was pretty nice. We were all pleasantly surprised. We were welcomed with fruit juice cocktails, which we all enjoyed thoroughly. :)
French or Arabic? Those were our languages of choice. Luckily, we spoke neither...
After unpacking our things, we made our way to the Kasbah in the Medina. The Kasbah is the highest point in the gated city. The Medina is the gated city. It was beautiful. The buildings were a typical Mediteranean blue and white, white symbolizing purity and blue symbolizing the Mediteranean and the sky. We began our adventure with a Shwarma, the traditional middle-eastern sandwich. I had been familiar with it thanks to my visit to Israel, and couldn't wait! I enjoyed them more in Israel, but they were still rather tasty, and a nice change! Lucia and I made some Tunisian male friends while eating. She was trying to get them to teach her french. As she spoke her broken Italian, they responded in Arabic. It was quite the site to behold! lol Tunisian men are very inappropriate... yes... even more than me!
On the way to our next stop, we stopped in the main Piazza, which was also used as a monument for some victims. Then, we made our way through the Medina and into a perfume shop. Here they make the essence of any and all perfumes... Chanel... Dior... anything you can imagine. The man who demonstrated was hysterical. There was even a perfume called, Sabato. You can only wear it on Saturday,, because apparently he claims it's an aphrodisiac and it will turn you into a sex machine. lol
Our next stop was to the Souke, or market place. As we looked around, we found treasures galore. We couldn't wait to start shopping, but Maria told us to wait until the next day. Eric, and a tall Tunisian, got into a conversation about how tall they both were.
Tunisian: You play basketball?
Eric: Of coarse. You?
Tunisian: No
Eric: What sport do you play?
Tunisian: My sport is in the bedroom.
Told you they were inappropriate!
After the market, we headed to smoke some Hookah. At the hookah place, we also had some tea. Apparently, it's just mint green tea, but it is soooo good. They put almonds and pine nuts in them as well. Delicious! It was definitly a sight to behold watching us desperately trying to blow O's with our smoke. lol
When we got back to the hotel, we had dinner and then went over to the bar. Though none of us had intended to stay out late, we were quite creeped out by the bar. In Tunisia, only men sit in bars and cafes. As a group full of American women walked in, we were eyed down by every man in the room. Can't live in Tunisia, I thought. What would I do without my cafe Michaelangelo's?
Day #2:
An early rise, but everyone was excited! We were headed to Sousse. Rest stops? Toilette Paper? Forget it! You gotta be flexible! lol Cactus fenses surround property. A lamb wonders down the side of the street. A rooster struts his stuff. Kaka-doodle-Doo! Sousse is considered, "The Pearl of the Coast" of Tunisia. Maria thinks it should be the capital, and I agree. It's more alive than Tunis. As we walked through the Souke, the merchants told us where we were from. Apparently, I look like an Arab woman. It became the joke of the trip... A ruski that looks like an Arab.
Random Merchant: Where do you come from beautiful girl?
Me: I come from Roma. (I said with a smile, because I did.)
Random Merchant: Your face doesn't look like it's from Roma.
Me: My face isn't from Roma.
Random Merchant: Is your face from the Synagogue?
I freaked! What do I do? Yes, actually it is... but... ugh...
(Turns our in Arabic, the Synagogue refers to India. lol)
Ciao Bella! Buon Jior! Como Stas? Salam! Never a Privet or even a Hello!
Dustin and Eric came back in full Arabic attire. It was awesome! haha
Our next stop was Monastir. Monastir was right on the coast, and most of us couldn't wait to go to the beach, even if it was too cold to swim. Dustin swam though. Lucky boys and their boxers! The rest of us just got our feet wet. Then, we went climbing on some rocks. It was so cool! Some of the others went to check out the Mosoleum in the main Piazza.
After Monastir, we were off to the next hotel near Port el Kantaoui. This was definitly one of my favorite stops... for the most childish of reasons. After dropping off our stuff, some of us went to explore the port. Unfortunately, we never got there. Danesha, Yuhan, and myself stopped at the carnival and had an absolute blast! They were playing American music, and I got to ride on the carosel! La dolce vita... This is the sweet life! We even got to eat some sugary almond goodness. :)
Of coarse, after dinner, we were off to hookah and tea. Mounir bought the girls flowers, and Maria treated us all to the hookah and tea. It was so nice of them! They took such good care of us. Maria might be one of my new idols. I <3 her!
When we got back to the hotel, we continued the hookah party in Dustin and Eric's room, which seemed to be a pimped out suite... or at least a pimped our balcony. They even got some watermellon. It was wonderful! Then, Daniella, Dustin, and I continued the party in my pimped our bath tub with a bubble bath tub party. haha "Even Dustin's between Dustin's legs. You gotta be flexible." lmao
Day #3
We began day three in the city of El Gem. El Gem holds a roman ampitheater, similar to the Colloseum. This is actually where parts of Gladiator was filmed. The ampitheater is in very good shape, and you can even stand in the middle of it. You can't do that at the Colloseum. It was pretty awesome.
We then stopped in Mahares on the way to Matmata, and just as Maria said... we made a random turn and all of a sudden all you can see for miles and miles is sand! It was remarkable! This was the Africa we were all waiting for... sand dunes as far as the eyes can see... truely a whole new world!
When we got to Matmata, there was a sign welcoming us. This is actually the panorama where Star Wars was filmed. That's pretty cool. While there, we also had the opportunity to have a traditional meal. Then, we continued on to have some tea at a real Troglidite house. A troglidite house is carved into the rocks, and troglidites live there. :)
Then, we were off to Douz! This was the most incredible of incredible! We had the opportunity to ride a camel... in the Sahara desert... while watching the sunset... in the Sahara desert! Jealous? I was! I was actually jealous of my own life. It was awesome! Ciao Camelo! Come ti chiamo? Mi Chiamo Roxanne. Parli L'Italiano? lol
After the amazingness, we had dinner at the hotel with Monser... he replaced Mounir as our tour guide. He was pretty cool. He studied in Ukraine for six months so he practiced his Russian on me here and there. lol
Dinner was followed by more hookah and tea at the hotel, and then Star-Gazing on Molly and Daniella's balcony/roof-top. :)
Day #4:
"That's what's so cool out here. The strength of man is what really counts." ~ Maria
Our first stop of the morning was the Salt Lake in Chott el-Jerid. It was miraculous! It looked like we were in Alaska because everything was white, and looked cold... and it was a bit chilly, but it was covered in Salt. It's one of those things you have to see to believe. Very neat!
Next, we were off to a university in Tozeur to meet with some students. I met with two girls, and the joke was that I was darker than both of them... oops! It was interesting to see just how different our lives are. The questions they asked were about materials. The questions I asked were about life. I thought about my politically correct answer. They said it how it was.
Them: Do you live in a big house?
Me: (How do I say no when I know the size of theirs...) Umm... Well... Not really...
Them: How many rooms?
Me: (Oh crap. I'm busted!)
Me: What do you do for fun?
Them: (With a big smile on their face) Nothing. I go to school and I go home.
Them: What's your dream in life?
As I pieced together my well-constructed essay, I asked them the same question...
Them: To be a good wife.
Them: Do you have liberty?
Me: Liberty with what?
Them: With everything. With the money you make from work? I give all my money to my parents. It is not mine to keep.
It's amazing how little we realize until we step out of our bubble. It was also interesting to note that they shared with us a communication model that I learn in every class, and saw it as useless until now.
The girls were very warm. Ironically enough, they taught me some German, and I taught them some Russian. lol They insisted on swapping emails and numbers, and referred to me as their new best friend... whole heartedly. :)
Back to being a tourist... back to our fantasy bubble... too much reality... our next stop was a carriage ride through the beautiful Palm Date Oasis. Eric, Dustin, Daniella, Molly, and I had the best driver. He picked us some pomegrantiz and Jasmine, and even let Eric drive. lol When we made our stop, we got to eat some dates right from the Palm trees. We also got to watch a man climb up on of them to show us how they collect them.
Next stop, down-town Tozeur for lunch.
After lunch, the 4x4's picked us up, and we were off! First stop, a wild ride through the sand-dunes in the jeeps. Though I was pretty terrified, it was awesome, especially with the Arabic music blasting in the background. Then, we drove off into the mountains near Chebika, Tamerza, and Mides, and were let off to hike near the Algerian border. The sites were breath-taking. We even got to see the Grande Cascade.
As the daylight came to an end, we stopped back at Chott el Jerid to watch the sunset over the salt lake. At dinner, we celebreated Nicole's 21st birthday, and we were all jealous that she got to do it in Tunisia!
After dinner, Maria's friend Sadok came to take us out to the desert. He was the desert man. He was the badass desert man. His brother Shoukri also accompanied him. The stars were unlike anything I've ever seen before. We actually saw the Milky Way! Not only that, but shooting stars filled the sky! It was one of the most magical experiences of my life. For Nicole's birthday, Sadok gave her a way of stars. It was priceless.
Six boys thought they would also be badass and tried to stay out. Maria was not having it, and Sadok was starting to worry, so he went back after them. Of coarse, being a badass, he found them. lol
When we got back, a few of us had the pleasure of joing Sadok and Shoukri for some hookah and tea, and he told us tales of the desert, and his travels. He said when he was in Spain for five years, he lost his smile. There's NO crime in Douz. People are real. He missed the simplicity of the desert life. He was a true desert man, even when he was a child... a truely incredible man, and human being. You could see his kindness in his eyes, a real genuine soul.
Day #5:
Nothing like a 5am wake up, to get to you started. We were off to the holy city of Kairouan. In the Muslim religion, they say if you make a Pilgrimage to Kairouan six times, it is the equivalent of making one pilgrimage to Mecca. When we got there, we visited the Bacini degli Aghlabiti, the Grande Mosque, and the Zaouia di Sidi Abdel Qadir el-Djilani. The last stop was the Mosaleum of the man who traveled with Mohamed and held the gates to Paradise. They say if you can fit between the two colums, you are set. Of coarse, my well-fed Jewish ass did not fit... oh well... no virgins for me. ;)
After an exhuasting day of travel, we arrived at the Hotel Marina Palace where we had dinner, heard some live music, and went to bed. I, Roxanne Zhilo, was in bed at 9:45pm. It was for sure a record, but I wasn't feeling well.
Day #6:
Day six began with a visit to Salamboi, which is the Fenician Cemetary. It was quite peaceful. Then, we wanted to go to the Baths of Antonine, but Presidential activity conflicted with our plans. So instead, we headed straight for the Hill of Birsa, where ruins of ancient Carthage still stand. It was quite cool to see how much we could compare between Rome and Carthage.
Afterwards, we headed over to the Carthafe Ampitheater, and then to the American Cemetary. The American Cemetary held the fallen soldiers from WWII. It too was quite peaceful and serene. It was shocking to see how many of our men had died over there.
Our last stop was Sidi Bou Said. This hill top town had stunning views and obnoxiously expensive prices. Still, I managed to find a Tunisian man who said he would like to be my husband.
Though a constant struggle, I made it through the day, and to our last hotel. We were back in Tunis, at our first Hotel Diplomat. It was true. This was my least favorite hotel as well.
It's amazing how much we take for granted... even drinking water. You can't drink the water in Tunisia. It will make you sick. Most people got sick anyway throughout the trip. Me? I got sick the last two days. By the this point, I had strength to do nothing. Everyone hung out the last night... smoked hookah... I layed in bed and thought I was dying... alone... dramatic I know. lol
Day # 7:
I tried to have breakfast twice, but it didn't work. As everyone took their last trip to the Suoke, I stayed in the hotel and rested. Half past noon, we were off to the airport. By 6pm, Rome time, we had landed. Nothing like being back home... almost. ;)
Tomorrow, assuming the transportation strike doesn't stop me, I'm attempting one more trip before Monday morning classes. Yes... that means I'm feeling better. I'll be sure to write all about it when I get back!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Off to Tunisia!!!!
I'm keeping tonight's blog short...
I finished with midterms today, and fall break has officially begun!
Me and Daniella spent the evening together eating an awful dinner in Piazza Navuona, and then of coarse, heading to the Mafia bakery for one last treat before we leave for a week.
Surprisingly, I'm finished packing... about to shower... and I'm off to TUNISIA!!!
When I get back, I promise to write a super long blog with all the glorious details from my trip... Hope you're ready! Can't wait! Hookahs, tea, and camel riding... Here I come!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
I finished with midterms today, and fall break has officially begun!
Me and Daniella spent the evening together eating an awful dinner in Piazza Navuona, and then of coarse, heading to the Mafia bakery for one last treat before we leave for a week.
Surprisingly, I'm finished packing... about to shower... and I'm off to TUNISIA!!!
When I get back, I promise to write a super long blog with all the glorious details from my trip... Hope you're ready! Can't wait! Hookahs, tea, and camel riding... Here I come!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Midterms... Need I Say More?
Once again, 90's pop music has taken me out of depression, and motivated me to keep going. haha... For your listening pleasure, I have included a link to a mix that just made my evening.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMpK7FPn5Sc&NR=1
This morning I awoke in a daze of confuze... not confusion... a daze of "confuze." Emily's boyfriend is visiting her in Roma, and so when I awoke, the first thing I noticed was the "boy" on the couch. Though normally, I wouldn't think much of such a spectacle, and Emily did warn me... it was still a bit foggy. "A boy!" As if I don't go to school with them, or haven't seen one in ages, I was both puzzled and perplexed about this creature. Though he lay with his back towards me, I wanted nothing more than for him to turn around, if only for a second. lol
As I made my way to my deli, and then to Italian, I thought about why I was so confused. It's almost 3am, and I have yet to figure it out.
In Italian, we reviewed more for our midterm, which is tomorrow. We asked Christiano about logistics and such, and all he could respond was, "Discusssting!" Apparently, according to our professore, this exam would be taking a couple days and we would all be camping out at school. Yeah... ok! I have a plane to catch MR!
After class, I made my way home to a more than unproductive afternoon/evening. Between the hours of 4pm-11pm, I did just about nothing... with a side of pity, homesickness, boredom, procrastination, facebook, and straight blah, I sat around and pretended to do something.
At one point, I finished my drawing assignment for class tomorrow. We do have our midterm critique in the morning...
Around 11pm, Daniella called for a bakery run. We went to the further one with all the Italians, on Ottaviano. It is super delicious, though I am saving my treat for morning.
Between 12-3am, I studied extremely hard for my Italian exam. Keep in mind... 4pm-3am... lol
If not for the 90's music I put on around 9-10pm, this blog wouldn't even be written.
Quick shout out to the Shtuly Family. Much Love!
Two midterms, the class I despise, and an evening of packing and pleasure are the only thing that stand between me and fall break. Can't wait! Wish me luck! Buona Notte...
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMpK7FPn5Sc&NR=1
This morning I awoke in a daze of confuze... not confusion... a daze of "confuze." Emily's boyfriend is visiting her in Roma, and so when I awoke, the first thing I noticed was the "boy" on the couch. Though normally, I wouldn't think much of such a spectacle, and Emily did warn me... it was still a bit foggy. "A boy!" As if I don't go to school with them, or haven't seen one in ages, I was both puzzled and perplexed about this creature. Though he lay with his back towards me, I wanted nothing more than for him to turn around, if only for a second. lol
As I made my way to my deli, and then to Italian, I thought about why I was so confused. It's almost 3am, and I have yet to figure it out.
In Italian, we reviewed more for our midterm, which is tomorrow. We asked Christiano about logistics and such, and all he could respond was, "Discusssting!" Apparently, according to our professore, this exam would be taking a couple days and we would all be camping out at school. Yeah... ok! I have a plane to catch MR!
After class, I made my way home to a more than unproductive afternoon/evening. Between the hours of 4pm-11pm, I did just about nothing... with a side of pity, homesickness, boredom, procrastination, facebook, and straight blah, I sat around and pretended to do something.
At one point, I finished my drawing assignment for class tomorrow. We do have our midterm critique in the morning...
Around 11pm, Daniella called for a bakery run. We went to the further one with all the Italians, on Ottaviano. It is super delicious, though I am saving my treat for morning.
Between 12-3am, I studied extremely hard for my Italian exam. Keep in mind... 4pm-3am... lol
If not for the 90's music I put on around 9-10pm, this blog wouldn't even be written.
Quick shout out to the Shtuly Family. Much Love!
Two midterms, the class I despise, and an evening of packing and pleasure are the only thing that stand between me and fall break. Can't wait! Wish me luck! Buona Notte...
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Another Cosi Cosi Day...
Figures that after staying up late to complete my sculpture project, that I would be the only individual we didn't get to today. Now, my critique will have to wait til after break, and midterms hang over my head an extra two weeks.
Italian was blah, and Design even more blah.
I came home, and made dinner for Amber and I... Shrimp Scampi. Wasn't bad... wasn't really good either... Then, I took a nap.
Now, I'm up. It's 9pm. I'd like some sweets, but everyone is in crazy midterm studying mode. I suppose I could start studying for Italian early, but nah... Is this week over yet?
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Italian was blah, and Design even more blah.
I came home, and made dinner for Amber and I... Shrimp Scampi. Wasn't bad... wasn't really good either... Then, I took a nap.
Now, I'm up. It's 9pm. I'd like some sweets, but everyone is in crazy midterm studying mode. I suppose I could start studying for Italian early, but nah... Is this week over yet?
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Monday, October 12, 2009
Cosi Cosi: So So...
Today was a bit of a blah day...
After the very busy week/weekend, and knowing midterms are this week, I allowed myself to sleep in today. I awoke at 11:30am, dealt with some laundry and other chores, and made my way to school.
Before class, I stopped by my favorite deli for my favorite sandwich. Then, I was off to Italian class. As we began our review for our midterm, which is Thursday, I began to stress about how much I have to study!
After class, I came home and slept... til 6:30pm.
The weather was all over the place today. When I woke, it was raining... then it was sunny and warm... then it was raining... and now its soooo cold. Fa molto freddo! I'm sure it is affecting my mood as well.
After a small dinner of fried vegetable dumplings, which I picked up at the Asian Supermarket yesterday, I went on facebook in search of someone to chat with. Being in the apartment almost all day, doing nothing productive, made me quite homesick.
Just as I expected, I had my daily message from my little one, Aline. HI ALINE!!! lol... Shout out as promised. Your messages always make me smile. It's nice to know that I'm not forgotten back home, and people still think of me. I miss you too, as well as everyone else!
Daneesha and I are taking a trip to the Mafia bakery tonight. I'm in need of some chocolate therapy. Then, I MUST finish this silly box project for sculpture. Our midterm critique is tomorrow morning at 8:30am. I'm VERY nervous. I'm hoping I don't mess up my GPA with these classes that are completely irrelevant to my major. haha
Wish me luck!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
After the very busy week/weekend, and knowing midterms are this week, I allowed myself to sleep in today. I awoke at 11:30am, dealt with some laundry and other chores, and made my way to school.
Before class, I stopped by my favorite deli for my favorite sandwich. Then, I was off to Italian class. As we began our review for our midterm, which is Thursday, I began to stress about how much I have to study!
After class, I came home and slept... til 6:30pm.
The weather was all over the place today. When I woke, it was raining... then it was sunny and warm... then it was raining... and now its soooo cold. Fa molto freddo! I'm sure it is affecting my mood as well.
After a small dinner of fried vegetable dumplings, which I picked up at the Asian Supermarket yesterday, I went on facebook in search of someone to chat with. Being in the apartment almost all day, doing nothing productive, made me quite homesick.
Just as I expected, I had my daily message from my little one, Aline. HI ALINE!!! lol... Shout out as promised. Your messages always make me smile. It's nice to know that I'm not forgotten back home, and people still think of me. I miss you too, as well as everyone else!
Daneesha and I are taking a trip to the Mafia bakery tonight. I'm in need of some chocolate therapy. Then, I MUST finish this silly box project for sculpture. Our midterm critique is tomorrow morning at 8:30am. I'm VERY nervous. I'm hoping I don't mess up my GPA with these classes that are completely irrelevant to my major. haha
Wish me luck!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Back to Life. Back to Reality.
Wednesday night and Thursday morning brought nightmares and terrors... literally! Waking up not knowing where I was, the morning started off quite turbulent.
My drawing class was working with tones, so by 8:30am, I had to be at Palatine Hill. From there... a quick sandwich with Ashley at my favorite deli, back to school for in between class work, Italian, and then Design. My design class met at the infamous Campo Di Fiori. From there we walked to the famous Fuksas office. Fuksas is a famous architect in Italy. A nice Hungarian architect, who happened to be very cute, gave us a tour of the office.
Being Blanche's last couple days in Rome, we decided it appropriate that I spend them with her whole-hearted-ly and even stay with her at the Grand Flora Hotel. So, Thursday straight after classes I journeyed to the hotel. Now... I say journeyed because it was quite the adventure. I jumped on the wrong bus, and a trip that should take no more than 20 minutes took me an hour, if not more.
Once I finally got there, exhausted from my lack of sleep due to nightmares, and my extremely busy and long day, we headed straight to dinner. We had dinner near the Spanish steps, and I finally got my beef carpaccio. It was delicious! Afterwards, we headed over to a gelateria and then home to rest for the next days festivities.
We began Friday morning with breakfast on the roof top terrace overlooking Roma. It was beautiful. Rome is beautiful... From there, we were off to the Jewish Ghetto, but not before stopping at the quoted, "Best Espresso in Roma." I really enjoy the ghetto. I feel at home there. All I could think and hum was, "I'm a Jew and I'm proud." Though, we did not get to walk inside the Great Synagogue due to Sukkot, it was still glorious... and so many good looking men! One was even carrying a lulav and etrog. When I saw him, I tried to stop him. Scuzi signore, may I shake your lulav? It is a mitzvah after all. Unfortunately, he didn't hear me. He was too far away. Blanche was quite relieved!
As we walked through the ghetto, Blanche googled information on her Blackberry for our very own private tour. We even went to a very exclusive hidden restaurant that has no sign. We even had to become members of a cultural association in order to eat there. It was soooo good!
After the ghetto, we went to the Capitolini Museum. This is where the famous Romulus and Ramus statue is housed, along with many other famous pieces. There was also an exhibition on Michelangelo. Everything there was incredible! To my surprise, outside the museum, in the famous Michelangelo designed piazza... was a poster of Gilad Shalit, and in Italian it said, "Free Gilad Shalit." It was nice to see the support, and Italy definitely scored some more points with me.
After making it through the museum, and taking a bunch of goofy pictures, we made our way to our next stop. Our next stop was the famous Bocca della Verita. Bocca della Verita is the Mouth of Truth, and it was made famous in the movie, Roman Holiday. The rumor is if you tell a lie, your hand will be bitten off.
The following stop was for gelato. We deserved it, and it was about time. We went to a place that had 100 flavors, and I finally found my perfect combination. I had passion fruit, and black passion. Black passion is dark chocolate with raspberries. It was sensational! I'll definitely be going back!
Once we came off our gelato high, we made our way to Piazza Navuona. I hadn't been there yet, and I was definitely not disappointed. Music, art, and glorious sculptures filled this Piazza and brought it to life. Street musicians and local artists shared and sold their work. It was buzzing with creativity. The young drunken American tourists began to sing and dance. Some drunken Spanish tourists joined in for the festivities, proving that not only Americans drink and make fouls of themselves. Still, they were having the time of their life. They were surrounded by friends, and did not have a single care in the world. I thought of my friends, and wondered what they were up to at that exact moment.
From there, we came home, showered, and made our way to Trastevere for dinner.
Saturday morning started off a bit gloomy. Booming thunder made us a bit hesitant to get out of bed. Luckily, by the time we woke, it was gone and the sun was on its way!
I first took Blanche to Piramidi. Piramidi holds on of the oldest, best preserved structures in all of Rome. The funny part is that it's a pyramid! It used to be a mausoleum. Now, it stands as a monument, along side the Aueralian Wall and Museo della Via Ostiense.
After taking a picture or two, since that's all there is to do there, we made our way to Terme di Caracalla. I had been wanting to go, but had not yet had a chance, and so I decided to take Blanche. These ancient ruins are the remains of the Roman Baths. There are quite majestic and very large. The roman baths used to be a major part of a Roman's day. They went there not only to bathe, but also so socialize, participate in sports, and much more!
From there, it was time for a Gelato break, and so I took Blanche to the oldest gelateria in Italy. I love it there! Amber and I are frequent visitors!
Once we had our fix, we strolled over to San Maria Maggiore, one of the four main churches in Rome. As you would expect, it is definitely a sight to behold! After, we quickly grabbed a cafe at the oldest cafe in Roma.
Before the evening's festivities, but after our shower, we made our way to the fanciest hotel in all of Rome to have a drink. The service was impeccable, and it really was something special.
Once our buzz had kicked in, I took Blanche to the oldest Jazz club in all of Italy. It was definitely magical. After a quick conversation with the musicians outside, not knowing they were the ones performing, we went inside to fill our our membership. The way it works is you become a member for the month. Then, you can frequent the club as often as you like for a very small nightly fee. You wouldn't believe how cheap if I told you. It was awesome. We saw a quartet with a special guest trombone player. They really were world class musicians, and the best part is the place is right around the corner from my apartment. :)
Sunday morning, we woke up at the crack of dawn. We grabbed a quick breakfast, and Blanche was off to airport. I was back to life... back to reality.
Turns out, reality aint so bad! After a little more sleep, I awoke for my day with Amber. We had planned to finally go to Porta Portese, and so we did! Porta Portese is the largest flea market in Rome, and I would argue in the world! Though we have no real sense of how much ground we covered in relation to the whole market, we walked for what seemed like forever and still didn't reach the end. Not only that but, we got lost half way through within the flea market! It was wonderful though. I bought sooo much stuff! Carry-on luggage for my trips, boots, boots, will go back for more boots, shirt, wrap, and some more. We had the greatest time exploring around. You really can buy ANYTHING there.
When we were completely exhausted, hungry, and thirsty, we decided to go get some grub. There was a Chinese place we've been meaning to try and so we decided today was the day. Though we'll never tell anyone about it, it was INCREDIBLE! We finally found Chinese that tasted like Chinese, and it was cheap and delicious, and officially the secret Amber and Roxanne hide-out. :)
We were so excited, we insisted on celebrating at our favorite gelateria. I have finally found the perfect triple combo with their flavors; chocolate, mango, and frutti di bosco... Mmm. On our way out, we found an Asian supermarket... that accepts credit cards! What a glorious day!
Once home, I began doing laundry which seemed to take FOREVER! Some of it is still drying, and will be til at least tomorrow. My jeans though, and all my pants in general, I decided to pay to dry them. Towards the end of the second drying cycle, Drew decides to skype me. Though excited to hear from him, I had a feeling...
Sure enough... Drew keeps me just a few minutes to long, and I get upstairs at 9:02pm. The door is locked, and every pair of pants I own is locked inside. Pant-less and wearing very short shorts, I go outside to the porter to see what he can do for me.
Thank goodness! The porter felt some pity for me as I stood in front of him shivering in my little shorts and t-shirt. "I have no pants to wear tomorrow, signore." Quietly giggling, he gives me the keys and asks me to be quick. "We never do this. I'll make an exception this ONE time." "Grazie, grazie." I respond. I bolted upstairs, and of coarse returned the key almost instantly.
Midterms this week... but the week's end brings much excitement! Can't wait!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
My drawing class was working with tones, so by 8:30am, I had to be at Palatine Hill. From there... a quick sandwich with Ashley at my favorite deli, back to school for in between class work, Italian, and then Design. My design class met at the infamous Campo Di Fiori. From there we walked to the famous Fuksas office. Fuksas is a famous architect in Italy. A nice Hungarian architect, who happened to be very cute, gave us a tour of the office.
Being Blanche's last couple days in Rome, we decided it appropriate that I spend them with her whole-hearted-ly and even stay with her at the Grand Flora Hotel. So, Thursday straight after classes I journeyed to the hotel. Now... I say journeyed because it was quite the adventure. I jumped on the wrong bus, and a trip that should take no more than 20 minutes took me an hour, if not more.
Once I finally got there, exhausted from my lack of sleep due to nightmares, and my extremely busy and long day, we headed straight to dinner. We had dinner near the Spanish steps, and I finally got my beef carpaccio. It was delicious! Afterwards, we headed over to a gelateria and then home to rest for the next days festivities.
We began Friday morning with breakfast on the roof top terrace overlooking Roma. It was beautiful. Rome is beautiful... From there, we were off to the Jewish Ghetto, but not before stopping at the quoted, "Best Espresso in Roma." I really enjoy the ghetto. I feel at home there. All I could think and hum was, "I'm a Jew and I'm proud." Though, we did not get to walk inside the Great Synagogue due to Sukkot, it was still glorious... and so many good looking men! One was even carrying a lulav and etrog. When I saw him, I tried to stop him. Scuzi signore, may I shake your lulav? It is a mitzvah after all. Unfortunately, he didn't hear me. He was too far away. Blanche was quite relieved!
As we walked through the ghetto, Blanche googled information on her Blackberry for our very own private tour. We even went to a very exclusive hidden restaurant that has no sign. We even had to become members of a cultural association in order to eat there. It was soooo good!
After the ghetto, we went to the Capitolini Museum. This is where the famous Romulus and Ramus statue is housed, along with many other famous pieces. There was also an exhibition on Michelangelo. Everything there was incredible! To my surprise, outside the museum, in the famous Michelangelo designed piazza... was a poster of Gilad Shalit, and in Italian it said, "Free Gilad Shalit." It was nice to see the support, and Italy definitely scored some more points with me.
After making it through the museum, and taking a bunch of goofy pictures, we made our way to our next stop. Our next stop was the famous Bocca della Verita. Bocca della Verita is the Mouth of Truth, and it was made famous in the movie, Roman Holiday. The rumor is if you tell a lie, your hand will be bitten off.
The following stop was for gelato. We deserved it, and it was about time. We went to a place that had 100 flavors, and I finally found my perfect combination. I had passion fruit, and black passion. Black passion is dark chocolate with raspberries. It was sensational! I'll definitely be going back!
Once we came off our gelato high, we made our way to Piazza Navuona. I hadn't been there yet, and I was definitely not disappointed. Music, art, and glorious sculptures filled this Piazza and brought it to life. Street musicians and local artists shared and sold their work. It was buzzing with creativity. The young drunken American tourists began to sing and dance. Some drunken Spanish tourists joined in for the festivities, proving that not only Americans drink and make fouls of themselves. Still, they were having the time of their life. They were surrounded by friends, and did not have a single care in the world. I thought of my friends, and wondered what they were up to at that exact moment.
From there, we came home, showered, and made our way to Trastevere for dinner.
Saturday morning started off a bit gloomy. Booming thunder made us a bit hesitant to get out of bed. Luckily, by the time we woke, it was gone and the sun was on its way!
I first took Blanche to Piramidi. Piramidi holds on of the oldest, best preserved structures in all of Rome. The funny part is that it's a pyramid! It used to be a mausoleum. Now, it stands as a monument, along side the Aueralian Wall and Museo della Via Ostiense.
After taking a picture or two, since that's all there is to do there, we made our way to Terme di Caracalla. I had been wanting to go, but had not yet had a chance, and so I decided to take Blanche. These ancient ruins are the remains of the Roman Baths. There are quite majestic and very large. The roman baths used to be a major part of a Roman's day. They went there not only to bathe, but also so socialize, participate in sports, and much more!
From there, it was time for a Gelato break, and so I took Blanche to the oldest gelateria in Italy. I love it there! Amber and I are frequent visitors!
Once we had our fix, we strolled over to San Maria Maggiore, one of the four main churches in Rome. As you would expect, it is definitely a sight to behold! After, we quickly grabbed a cafe at the oldest cafe in Roma.
Before the evening's festivities, but after our shower, we made our way to the fanciest hotel in all of Rome to have a drink. The service was impeccable, and it really was something special.
Once our buzz had kicked in, I took Blanche to the oldest Jazz club in all of Italy. It was definitely magical. After a quick conversation with the musicians outside, not knowing they were the ones performing, we went inside to fill our our membership. The way it works is you become a member for the month. Then, you can frequent the club as often as you like for a very small nightly fee. You wouldn't believe how cheap if I told you. It was awesome. We saw a quartet with a special guest trombone player. They really were world class musicians, and the best part is the place is right around the corner from my apartment. :)
Sunday morning, we woke up at the crack of dawn. We grabbed a quick breakfast, and Blanche was off to airport. I was back to life... back to reality.
Turns out, reality aint so bad! After a little more sleep, I awoke for my day with Amber. We had planned to finally go to Porta Portese, and so we did! Porta Portese is the largest flea market in Rome, and I would argue in the world! Though we have no real sense of how much ground we covered in relation to the whole market, we walked for what seemed like forever and still didn't reach the end. Not only that but, we got lost half way through within the flea market! It was wonderful though. I bought sooo much stuff! Carry-on luggage for my trips, boots, boots, will go back for more boots, shirt, wrap, and some more. We had the greatest time exploring around. You really can buy ANYTHING there.
When we were completely exhausted, hungry, and thirsty, we decided to go get some grub. There was a Chinese place we've been meaning to try and so we decided today was the day. Though we'll never tell anyone about it, it was INCREDIBLE! We finally found Chinese that tasted like Chinese, and it was cheap and delicious, and officially the secret Amber and Roxanne hide-out. :)
We were so excited, we insisted on celebrating at our favorite gelateria. I have finally found the perfect triple combo with their flavors; chocolate, mango, and frutti di bosco... Mmm. On our way out, we found an Asian supermarket... that accepts credit cards! What a glorious day!
Once home, I began doing laundry which seemed to take FOREVER! Some of it is still drying, and will be til at least tomorrow. My jeans though, and all my pants in general, I decided to pay to dry them. Towards the end of the second drying cycle, Drew decides to skype me. Though excited to hear from him, I had a feeling...
Sure enough... Drew keeps me just a few minutes to long, and I get upstairs at 9:02pm. The door is locked, and every pair of pants I own is locked inside. Pant-less and wearing very short shorts, I go outside to the porter to see what he can do for me.
Thank goodness! The porter felt some pity for me as I stood in front of him shivering in my little shorts and t-shirt. "I have no pants to wear tomorrow, signore." Quietly giggling, he gives me the keys and asks me to be quick. "We never do this. I'll make an exception this ONE time." "Grazie, grazie." I respond. I bolted upstairs, and of coarse returned the key almost instantly.
Midterms this week... but the week's end brings much excitement! Can't wait!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Busy Busy Busy
Though I slept in this morning, I did not get home til 11pm. It was quite the long day. After enjoying my Mafia Bakery breakfast treats I had purchased last night, I went to my afternoon Italian class.
Following Italian, I made my way down to the sculpture studio to continue working on my projects. Midterms are next week, and that means our projects are due and critiques are just around the corner. After discovering that my plaster cast was not quite up to my standards I began again. I did it about 5 times, one of which I dumped a glove full of plaster all over my nice jeans. Classy I know... :)
After taking a break and grabbing a delicious sandwich from my favorite deli, I attempted the task again, and this time had a bit more success. We'll see how it goes.
In the evening, I stopped to check out the art exhibit Temple was hosting tonight.
"Temple Rome in collaboration with Mondelliani Ottica, presents "davicino...da lontano: cinque anni di window art Mondelliani," aretrospective of five years of artist window displays for the Mondelliani concept store on Via dei Bergamaschi, Roma. Mondelliani, specialized in design eyeglasses, opened the "smallest gallery in Rome" in 2005 in the windows of its new space, hosting Roman artists of different disciplines who created installations specifically for the space. The exhibition will present recent works by the artists."
It was pretty interesting and Blanche even came to visit, and check it out.
At 9pm, I had my meeting for fall break. Yes, yes... fall break. Though my prior plans booked two months ago had fallen through, I managed to get a spot on the trip being organized by school. You'll never guess where I'm going. Maybe I should keep it a surprise...
Alright, alright. I'm going to TUNISIA! Yep... Roxanne is headed to North Africa!
I'm uber excited, and can't wait. I leave October 16th. That's like a week from now!
On the way home, I grabbed some gelato with friends, and then ate leftovers from yesterday with Daneesha. It was so cute. All day long Danielle was complimenting my dinner. :)
Now, it's back to the drawing boards... literally... lots of work to do before bed.
Buonna Notte!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Following Italian, I made my way down to the sculpture studio to continue working on my projects. Midterms are next week, and that means our projects are due and critiques are just around the corner. After discovering that my plaster cast was not quite up to my standards I began again. I did it about 5 times, one of which I dumped a glove full of plaster all over my nice jeans. Classy I know... :)
After taking a break and grabbing a delicious sandwich from my favorite deli, I attempted the task again, and this time had a bit more success. We'll see how it goes.
In the evening, I stopped to check out the art exhibit Temple was hosting tonight.
"Temple Rome in collaboration with Mondelliani Ottica, presents "davicino...da lontano: cinque anni di window art Mondelliani," aretrospective of five years of artist window displays for the Mondelliani concept store on Via dei Bergamaschi, Roma. Mondelliani, specialized in design eyeglasses, opened the "smallest gallery in Rome" in 2005 in the windows of its new space, hosting Roman artists of different disciplines who created installations specifically for the space. The exhibition will present recent works by the artists."
It was pretty interesting and Blanche even came to visit, and check it out.
At 9pm, I had my meeting for fall break. Yes, yes... fall break. Though my prior plans booked two months ago had fallen through, I managed to get a spot on the trip being organized by school. You'll never guess where I'm going. Maybe I should keep it a surprise...
Alright, alright. I'm going to TUNISIA! Yep... Roxanne is headed to North Africa!
I'm uber excited, and can't wait. I leave October 16th. That's like a week from now!
On the way home, I grabbed some gelato with friends, and then ate leftovers from yesterday with Daneesha. It was so cute. All day long Danielle was complimenting my dinner. :)
Now, it's back to the drawing boards... literally... lots of work to do before bed.
Buonna Notte!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
E Buonissimo!
This morning, Roberto took us to the Modern Museum of Art with our sculpture class. It was very interesting, and I'd really like to go back and spend some more time there. Afterwards, he took us for a row boat ride in Villa Borghese. It was quite lovely. :)
Following our time in the park, we headed back to the studio for class. Italian and Design followed. I got an A on my Italian exam! Yay!
After classes, I headed to the supermarket to get some groceries. I made Blanche and Danielle dinner tonight...
Menu:
- Mozarella Caprese
- Sauteed Tomatoes and Onions
- Beef Liver with a Frutti Di Bosco Jam
- Sauteed Mushrooms with Roasted Potatoes with Garlic
- Pan Fried Veal Rolled in a Pesto, Ricotta, Tomato Sauce
It was pretty fantastic. We followed dinner with the Mafia Bakery and Gelato by the Trevi Fountain. It was quite the evening. Now, I'm exhausted! Buona Notte!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Following our time in the park, we headed back to the studio for class. Italian and Design followed. I got an A on my Italian exam! Yay!
After classes, I headed to the supermarket to get some groceries. I made Blanche and Danielle dinner tonight...
Menu:
- Mozarella Caprese
- Sauteed Tomatoes and Onions
- Beef Liver with a Frutti Di Bosco Jam
- Sauteed Mushrooms with Roasted Potatoes with Garlic
- Pan Fried Veal Rolled in a Pesto, Ricotta, Tomato Sauce
It was pretty fantastic. We followed dinner with the Mafia Bakery and Gelato by the Trevi Fountain. It was quite the evening. Now, I'm exhausted! Buona Notte!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Monday, October 5, 2009
Ballin in Ballerville on Baller Island...
This weekend, I once again joined my sister for a weekend excursion. Since the weather was crummy when I woke friday morning, I decided to take my time. Eventually, I rolled out of bed and made my way to Termini. From Termini, I took a train to Naples.
While on the train to Naples, I met a nice couple from England: Bob and Sue. They took care of me as their own, and even insisted on me joining them when they left our air-conditionless cart. Once we got to Naples, we journeyed together to find our way to Sorrento.
My sister, Blanche, was waiting for me when I arrived in Sorrento. After checking me into our Palace... the place was called the Hilton Sorrento Palace, and it was... we made our way into town to get some grub. The stroll was nice, though both of us were a bit disappointed with lunch. It took them four tries before they brought me the right dish. Who knew hamburger could be so complex?
When we made it back to the Palace, we went swimming in our own imperial indoor grotto... ok, maybe not, but it sure seemed like it. The indoor swimming pool was magical. It was truly something special. I can't even describe it. Check out the pictures. "Ballerific"... was all I could say... all weekend!
After a quick dip in the Palace Pool, we showered and made our way back to town for dinner. Salvatore sat us in the VIP section, and then the owner of the restaurant greeted us and took our order. It was ridiculous! The meal was exquisite. Tony... our other waiter... we had two... even found a flower, and tucked it behind my ear. Then, he invited us out to a bar. He was very persistent, and very cute! Still, I chose to behave myself and go to bed. We had a long day ahead of us! Salvatore, who's older than Dad, offered me a private tour of Capri. The third waiter wouldn't stop staring. They loved me... and I loved them. Antica Trattoria was delicious and fantastic!
When we woke Saturday morning, we were off to Marina del Cantone. I had been there three summers ago with my parents, and was excited to go back. When we arrived it was just as I remembered it... a little whole in the wall Paradise, that few people knew about. Alfonzo and Alessandro were still there, though they did change slightly. Though they tried to remember who I was, there was very vague if any recognition. We spent the day lounging on the beach. It was wonderful.
When we got back to the Palace, we grabbed our stuff and found our way to the Marina. From there, we took the hydrofoil to Capri. The hydrofoil is an extremely fast boat that should not be taken by sane individuals.
When we got to Capri, it was even more fantastic than I remembered... mainly because this time I wasn't just visiting for the day... we were staying for TWO nights! Not only were we staying in Capri, we were totally BALLIN! When we arrived at the Marina, we were greeted by Davide. Davide works for the Marriot, and is stunning. He had our luggage taken away, and escorted us via cable car to the hotel.
Once we got there, we were upgraded to a room that cost more than my life... ok not really... but damn! We were staying in some suite extraordinaire that cost 1500 EURO a night x2 = 3000 Euro for two nights. It was practically an apartment! The balcony was the size of my apartment in Rome... maybe not, but wow. The view was breathtaking. We had a bathroom with marble and mosaics, a hall way, a bedroom with two big fluffy beds, a living room with a big luscious couch. The terrace/balcony was my favorite though. It had TWO tables and a couch. AMAZING!!
We dinner at the place suggested by Davide, and then went to Billy's, a local pub. haha... It's where all the cool twelve year olds go to drink with their grandfathers? Maybe? Still a bit confused about that one...
The following morning we woke up early in order to make it to the Blue Grotto. The wait was a little long, but it was well worth it. We took one bus to Ana Capri, and then another bus to the Blue Grotto. Then, we stood in line and waited our turn. When it was our time, we got into a little boat, tucked and covered, and watched as our guide pulled us into the underwater cave. When we got inside, it was unbelievable! The water glowed a glorious royal blue color, unlike any water I've seen before. Some of the guides even sang!
When we got out of the grotto, I felt the need for some swimming, and so we attempted to find a beach. Though we were unsuccessful in finding a "traditional" beach, we did find some stairs that go all the way down a cliff, and into the water. And so, I decided to go in... then, I made Blanche follow suit! After getting out to take some pictures, my next trip in was via cliff jumping into the beautiful blue water. It was the coolest! We even met the coolest Italian grandmother EVER who joined us for our cliff-side swim. She lives in Ana Capri. She told me all about it... in Italian... and I responded... IN ITALIAN! I was impressed!
We continued our adventure with a stroll through Ana Capri. It's absolutely fantastic there. It's such a charming little place. It's more low key and down to earth, than the glamorous Capri that is studded with the rich and famous, designers lining every window, and fabulous people around every corner. The "normal" people live here... my kind of people.
After lunch, we took a chair lift to the very top of the island. I felt like I was E.T. flying to the moon on his bicycle, except I was on a chair. Though terrifying, this is definitely the coolest thing I have done so far in my time abroad. The views were unbelievable. No worries though, I tool TONS of pictures!
When we made it down from the top of the world, we headed to Marina Grande for some last minute beach time. Then, we headed to the hotel. Once there, we went to the roof-top terrace and enjoyed the whirlpool jacuzzi, then we went back to the also ballerific pool. :)
By the time, we made it back to our room, we were exhausted. So, after a fantastic dinner for two, we went straight to bed.
We awoke early to have breakfast at the hotel. There's nothing like a little Spumanti to start off your day. Then, we headed down to Marina Piccola for some glorious beach time.
On the way home, we took the slow ferry... just as I prefer... then we jumped on a train back to Roma. I'll be visiting Blanche in her hotel throughout the week. She's staying at the Grand Flora Mariott... Ballerific of coarse...
Meanwhile, back to reality for me...
My fall break trip is being canceled. So much for booking it two months in advance! I wonder when they are going to tell me. I found our from someone else... Anyone have any ideas for me? My fall break is in two weeks and I have nothing to do... I think I'll sleep on it...
Till Tomorrow... Buona Notte...
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
While on the train to Naples, I met a nice couple from England: Bob and Sue. They took care of me as their own, and even insisted on me joining them when they left our air-conditionless cart. Once we got to Naples, we journeyed together to find our way to Sorrento.
My sister, Blanche, was waiting for me when I arrived in Sorrento. After checking me into our Palace... the place was called the Hilton Sorrento Palace, and it was... we made our way into town to get some grub. The stroll was nice, though both of us were a bit disappointed with lunch. It took them four tries before they brought me the right dish. Who knew hamburger could be so complex?
When we made it back to the Palace, we went swimming in our own imperial indoor grotto... ok, maybe not, but it sure seemed like it. The indoor swimming pool was magical. It was truly something special. I can't even describe it. Check out the pictures. "Ballerific"... was all I could say... all weekend!
After a quick dip in the Palace Pool, we showered and made our way back to town for dinner. Salvatore sat us in the VIP section, and then the owner of the restaurant greeted us and took our order. It was ridiculous! The meal was exquisite. Tony... our other waiter... we had two... even found a flower, and tucked it behind my ear. Then, he invited us out to a bar. He was very persistent, and very cute! Still, I chose to behave myself and go to bed. We had a long day ahead of us! Salvatore, who's older than Dad, offered me a private tour of Capri. The third waiter wouldn't stop staring. They loved me... and I loved them. Antica Trattoria was delicious and fantastic!
When we woke Saturday morning, we were off to Marina del Cantone. I had been there three summers ago with my parents, and was excited to go back. When we arrived it was just as I remembered it... a little whole in the wall Paradise, that few people knew about. Alfonzo and Alessandro were still there, though they did change slightly. Though they tried to remember who I was, there was very vague if any recognition. We spent the day lounging on the beach. It was wonderful.
When we got back to the Palace, we grabbed our stuff and found our way to the Marina. From there, we took the hydrofoil to Capri. The hydrofoil is an extremely fast boat that should not be taken by sane individuals.
When we got to Capri, it was even more fantastic than I remembered... mainly because this time I wasn't just visiting for the day... we were staying for TWO nights! Not only were we staying in Capri, we were totally BALLIN! When we arrived at the Marina, we were greeted by Davide. Davide works for the Marriot, and is stunning. He had our luggage taken away, and escorted us via cable car to the hotel.
Once we got there, we were upgraded to a room that cost more than my life... ok not really... but damn! We were staying in some suite extraordinaire that cost 1500 EURO a night x2 = 3000 Euro for two nights. It was practically an apartment! The balcony was the size of my apartment in Rome... maybe not, but wow. The view was breathtaking. We had a bathroom with marble and mosaics, a hall way, a bedroom with two big fluffy beds, a living room with a big luscious couch. The terrace/balcony was my favorite though. It had TWO tables and a couch. AMAZING!!
We dinner at the place suggested by Davide, and then went to Billy's, a local pub. haha... It's where all the cool twelve year olds go to drink with their grandfathers? Maybe? Still a bit confused about that one...
The following morning we woke up early in order to make it to the Blue Grotto. The wait was a little long, but it was well worth it. We took one bus to Ana Capri, and then another bus to the Blue Grotto. Then, we stood in line and waited our turn. When it was our time, we got into a little boat, tucked and covered, and watched as our guide pulled us into the underwater cave. When we got inside, it was unbelievable! The water glowed a glorious royal blue color, unlike any water I've seen before. Some of the guides even sang!
When we got out of the grotto, I felt the need for some swimming, and so we attempted to find a beach. Though we were unsuccessful in finding a "traditional" beach, we did find some stairs that go all the way down a cliff, and into the water. And so, I decided to go in... then, I made Blanche follow suit! After getting out to take some pictures, my next trip in was via cliff jumping into the beautiful blue water. It was the coolest! We even met the coolest Italian grandmother EVER who joined us for our cliff-side swim. She lives in Ana Capri. She told me all about it... in Italian... and I responded... IN ITALIAN! I was impressed!
We continued our adventure with a stroll through Ana Capri. It's absolutely fantastic there. It's such a charming little place. It's more low key and down to earth, than the glamorous Capri that is studded with the rich and famous, designers lining every window, and fabulous people around every corner. The "normal" people live here... my kind of people.
After lunch, we took a chair lift to the very top of the island. I felt like I was E.T. flying to the moon on his bicycle, except I was on a chair. Though terrifying, this is definitely the coolest thing I have done so far in my time abroad. The views were unbelievable. No worries though, I tool TONS of pictures!
When we made it down from the top of the world, we headed to Marina Grande for some last minute beach time. Then, we headed to the hotel. Once there, we went to the roof-top terrace and enjoyed the whirlpool jacuzzi, then we went back to the also ballerific pool. :)
By the time, we made it back to our room, we were exhausted. So, after a fantastic dinner for two, we went straight to bed.
We awoke early to have breakfast at the hotel. There's nothing like a little Spumanti to start off your day. Then, we headed down to Marina Piccola for some glorious beach time.
On the way home, we took the slow ferry... just as I prefer... then we jumped on a train back to Roma. I'll be visiting Blanche in her hotel throughout the week. She's staying at the Grand Flora Mariott... Ballerific of coarse...
Meanwhile, back to reality for me...
My fall break trip is being canceled. So much for booking it two months in advance! I wonder when they are going to tell me. I found our from someone else... Anyone have any ideas for me? My fall break is in two weeks and I have nothing to do... I think I'll sleep on it...
Till Tomorrow... Buona Notte...
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Thursday, October 1, 2009
With Cream On Top ;)
After getting less than 2 hours of sleep, today started out as a pretty hectic day. By 7:45am, I was out the door and on the way to my on-site drawing class. We met at Isola Tiberina, which is right between the Jewish Ghetto and Trastevere. Since I had been there earlier this week, the trip was quite easy.
We worked with ink wash today. I did surprisingly well. Check out the pics of my art. :)
After the first class, I ran around like a crazy person. Then, I decided to post-pone my meeting with Blanche til Friday morning. Once this was decided, I ran to school for my Italian exam. Keep your fingers crossed, but I think I did well. :)
My "favorite" class was next. We went to the Spezio Sette Design Store. It was pretty cool. We got to speak with the main man, and saw a lot of neat things. I took some pics of the jewelry for mom. If I was rich, I'd buy mama dukes a everything in there for the kitchen and home. Then, I'd hire a private chef and maid to take care of it. haha
A nice stroll home was just what I needed before dinner. I made baked ziti tonight with marinaded artichoke. Brittney and Danesha brought the wine and mozarella caprese. I also made this garlic/olive oil dip for the breadsticks... yummm!
Of coarse, we ended our night with gelato from Old Bridge... near the Vatican. We love the boys there, and one of them was even in Philly before. They are adorable! Plus, they give us HUGE portions of gelato... with cream on top, just the way we like it. haha
Looking forward to seeing Blanche again tomorrow!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
We worked with ink wash today. I did surprisingly well. Check out the pics of my art. :)
After the first class, I ran around like a crazy person. Then, I decided to post-pone my meeting with Blanche til Friday morning. Once this was decided, I ran to school for my Italian exam. Keep your fingers crossed, but I think I did well. :)
My "favorite" class was next. We went to the Spezio Sette Design Store. It was pretty cool. We got to speak with the main man, and saw a lot of neat things. I took some pics of the jewelry for mom. If I was rich, I'd buy mama dukes a everything in there for the kitchen and home. Then, I'd hire a private chef and maid to take care of it. haha
A nice stroll home was just what I needed before dinner. I made baked ziti tonight with marinaded artichoke. Brittney and Danesha brought the wine and mozarella caprese. I also made this garlic/olive oil dip for the breadsticks... yummm!
Of coarse, we ended our night with gelato from Old Bridge... near the Vatican. We love the boys there, and one of them was even in Philly before. They are adorable! Plus, they give us HUGE portions of gelato... with cream on top, just the way we like it. haha
Looking forward to seeing Blanche again tomorrow!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
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