Thursday, December 31, 2009
Goodbye 2009!
May all our best experiences of 2009 be the worst experiences of 2010. Wish everyone all the best. Stay tuned for the first blog of next year. Coming soon... :)
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
"Live Life and Learn"
:::::Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.::::::::
I have gotten quite a few requests to continue writing, and so I have decided that I will... not every day, but I'll try to keep it regular. Excuse the delayed absence. Being home has been quite a trip.
It's been quite interesting being home. It has almost felt as if I am an outsider looking in... looking in on the culture, the customs, the interactions, the relationships, and the happenings. It has become rather clear to me that more or less, people are as I left them, while I myself have changed and experienced a great deal. I am not the same person I was when I left, and because of it, I am forced to deal with some conflict... mostly internal.
As expected people have moved on with their lives. Some awaited my arrival, others... not so much. It was not until I stepped out though, that I could grasp the situation... any situation... with a true and clear perspective. I have a new attitude, a self-confidence, an independence, and a yearning to continue to broaden my horizon. I spent the last several months on my own, and as difficult and painful as it was, I now realize that this experience taught me the most important lesson of my life. I can make it on my own! As one of my now close friends Jack told me, those who care about you will keep in touch. He was right, they did. Now, I realize it does not matter whether you are 4,000+ miles away or down the street. If someone wants you in their life, they'll make it known, and those who don't will also make it known.
Arthur possibly awaited my return more than anyone. Lena and Aline were two people who made it very clear that my presence was missed, and I appreciate it greatly. Arkady and Yuriy fought for my time. They made it a point to see me, and insisted that I, "pencil them in." haha Maryanna... and even the soccer hooligan, Ilya, squeezed me in for some lovin', as did Leslie. Diana and I have already gone shopping... twice... three times if you count her closet. Jack and Larry still owe me some chill time, though I've been over at their place on numerous occasions since my return. Obviously, we wouldn't have it any other way. lol
I feel as though I am learning to communicate all over again. Let's be real. I spent my semester having an on-going internal dialogue with myself. My self-rehabilitation continues. lol... I giggle about it, but it is true. I have to re-teach myself to communicate with others... and FAST! My PR Professors will not be pleased if I come back spring semester without this skill. Luckily, I have been through so much that I have become a much calmer person. This aids me in getting my point across in a much less hostile manner than before my trip. I feel as though, for the first time in my life, I can call myself an adult. I feel like an adult. I survived 3.5 months in a foreign country on my own. I see things differently. I stress less about the small things, and can now finally see the bigger picture. Some people say, "Live. Laugh. Love." I say, "Live life, and learn."
The Italian way of life has taught me to take it one day at a time, not even one day at a time... take life one moment at a time, and enjoy it. As soon as it's there, it's gone. Now that I have had a chance to be home, I realize that much more how important it was for me to go through each and every struggle I faced while away. Every obstacle, every hardship, and every single tear has a lesson. Have your moment. Smile. Laugh. Scream. Cry. Later though, step away from the situation and figure out what it's purpose was. Every situation in life has a purpose. We may not see it right away, but it's always there.
And so, at the end of the day I'll say this...
There's no place like home... except maybe, Rome. <3
Signing Off... With Love,
<3 Roxusha
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Arrivaderci My Roma. I'll miss you. <3
My adventure has just about come to an end. My cab will be picking me up in less than two hours. I'm going home, back to America... to start the next chapter in my book of life.
As I dedicated myself to being a full-blown tourist today, I couldn't help but reflect upon my trip along the way. I have done and seen so many things. I have experienced so much. I had my ups and downs, and have grown as an individual.
It all seems like a surrealistic dream. Though time dragged on at points throughout my time here, it seems to all be gone in the blink of an eye. Did three and a half months really just pass me by?
Look at all the places I've been...
Todi and Titignano in Umbrio
Tuscania and Santa Marinella in Lazio
Palermo, Monreale, and Mondello in Sicily
Sorrento
Capri... I might have to retire there one day.
All over TUNISIA! Yes, I even made it to Africa.
Venice
Milan
London
Amsterdam
Paris
Florence
And of coarse, my beloved Roma... the place I called home this past semester. <3
Looking at this list astonishes me, and also inspires me. There is so much more I want to see and do. I want to see every last inch of this earth. I plan on starting at home. There is too much of my own country that I have yet to see. I can't wait to see what new adventures lie ahead of me.
I remember my last days in Philly. Packing for three months seemed beyond overwhelming. I had fears and concerns about leaving... all of which still stand true. Truth be told, now that it's over, I have some fears about coming home...
Once I got to Italy, I had to learn to adapt to their culture, to their way of living. I was on their turf, and had to play by their rules... and IN ITALIANO!!! Exploring and falling in love with what I now call, My Roma, was heavenly. It really is a magical, magnificant city. Figuring out my routine, my local deli, even a trip to the grocery store was an experience. I remember the first time I rode the metro by myself. I was so proud of myself for getting around the city on my own. I was like a baby, learning and experiencing things for the first time. It was as if I was taking my first steps. Cafes, the mafia bakery and Ottaviano bakery goods, and of course my precious gelatto are all things I will miss terribly. What will my life be like without such sweetness? I think I can hold off on the pasta for a while though. haha
The trip wasn't without its downfalls though. Obstacles and pitfalls were around every corner, and I had to learn how to deal with them... on my own. Slowly, but surely, the little baby had to grow up... quickly. Mommy and Daddy weren't around to kiss my knee when I got a boo boo.
Classes seemed to be an obstacle in and of itself. I was honestly planning for an easy semester. I mean how hard could Italian, Design, Sculpture, and Drawing for none majors be, right? Wrong. This was one of the most challenging semesters I've had. This was mainly due to the fact that I'm not used to taking such classes. It was intense. I made it out alive though, and now they're over. :)
Though I can't wait for the many conveniences of home, and of coarse, my friends and family, I will miss Roma and Italy terribly. It's almost seems weird going home. This has become my home. What will "home" be like, feel like to me after so long?
No longer will I be able to jump on the metro and see the Coloseo. No more strolling down Via Del Corso, and without realizing it walking all the way to Piazza Venezia. No more gelatto near Vitorio Emanuele Metro stop, or Old Bridge, or Della Palma near the Pantheon and Piazza Navuona. The Spanish Steps and Trevi Fountain will no longer be in my backyard, and although PennyPack Park is nice... no more Villa Borghese to take a stroll through when I'm done with classes.
It's been quite an experience. I wouldn't give it up for anything. Yes. I'll definitely miss it, but I'm ready to come home. I hope home is ready for me.
Signing Off for the last time in My Roma... :'(
Ciao Bella... and Ciao Roma. I'll never forget you.
As I dedicated myself to being a full-blown tourist today, I couldn't help but reflect upon my trip along the way. I have done and seen so many things. I have experienced so much. I had my ups and downs, and have grown as an individual.
It all seems like a surrealistic dream. Though time dragged on at points throughout my time here, it seems to all be gone in the blink of an eye. Did three and a half months really just pass me by?
Look at all the places I've been...
Todi and Titignano in Umbrio
Tuscania and Santa Marinella in Lazio
Palermo, Monreale, and Mondello in Sicily
Sorrento
Capri... I might have to retire there one day.
All over TUNISIA! Yes, I even made it to Africa.
Venice
Milan
London
Amsterdam
Paris
Florence
And of coarse, my beloved Roma... the place I called home this past semester. <3
Looking at this list astonishes me, and also inspires me. There is so much more I want to see and do. I want to see every last inch of this earth. I plan on starting at home. There is too much of my own country that I have yet to see. I can't wait to see what new adventures lie ahead of me.
I remember my last days in Philly. Packing for three months seemed beyond overwhelming. I had fears and concerns about leaving... all of which still stand true. Truth be told, now that it's over, I have some fears about coming home...
Once I got to Italy, I had to learn to adapt to their culture, to their way of living. I was on their turf, and had to play by their rules... and IN ITALIANO!!! Exploring and falling in love with what I now call, My Roma, was heavenly. It really is a magical, magnificant city. Figuring out my routine, my local deli, even a trip to the grocery store was an experience. I remember the first time I rode the metro by myself. I was so proud of myself for getting around the city on my own. I was like a baby, learning and experiencing things for the first time. It was as if I was taking my first steps. Cafes, the mafia bakery and Ottaviano bakery goods, and of course my precious gelatto are all things I will miss terribly. What will my life be like without such sweetness? I think I can hold off on the pasta for a while though. haha
The trip wasn't without its downfalls though. Obstacles and pitfalls were around every corner, and I had to learn how to deal with them... on my own. Slowly, but surely, the little baby had to grow up... quickly. Mommy and Daddy weren't around to kiss my knee when I got a boo boo.
Classes seemed to be an obstacle in and of itself. I was honestly planning for an easy semester. I mean how hard could Italian, Design, Sculpture, and Drawing for none majors be, right? Wrong. This was one of the most challenging semesters I've had. This was mainly due to the fact that I'm not used to taking such classes. It was intense. I made it out alive though, and now they're over. :)
Though I can't wait for the many conveniences of home, and of coarse, my friends and family, I will miss Roma and Italy terribly. It's almost seems weird going home. This has become my home. What will "home" be like, feel like to me after so long?
No longer will I be able to jump on the metro and see the Coloseo. No more strolling down Via Del Corso, and without realizing it walking all the way to Piazza Venezia. No more gelatto near Vitorio Emanuele Metro stop, or Old Bridge, or Della Palma near the Pantheon and Piazza Navuona. The Spanish Steps and Trevi Fountain will no longer be in my backyard, and although PennyPack Park is nice... no more Villa Borghese to take a stroll through when I'm done with classes.
It's been quite an experience. I wouldn't give it up for anything. Yes. I'll definitely miss it, but I'm ready to come home. I hope home is ready for me.
Signing Off for the last time in My Roma... :'(
Ciao Bella... and Ciao Roma. I'll never forget you.
Friday, December 11, 2009
On the First Night of Chanukkah...
On the first night of Chanukkah my true love game to me... a marching band blasting Christmas Charols in the morning, Rome finally decorated for Christmas, and 3 Swastikas along the way. <3
This morning to a brass band outside my window charoling. Though slightly annoyed that it was sooo loud, I couldn't help but smile, and wish I was playing with them too! I miss my trumpet, and I miss Mr. HERRMANN!!! <3
Daniella and I had our Rome date today. We grabbed some panini and picked up her Austrailian friend Isaac. Then, we made our way to the Pantheon, and then to the best espresso place in Rome. From there, we walked towards Piazza Venezia, and made our way to the top of the Vittoriano Monument. The view of Rome from that high up is simply breath-taking. It's incredible. You could see all of Rome... Piazza del Popolo, the Vatican, the Coloseum, the Forum, the Teatro di Marcello, the Jewish Ghetto, the Capitoline, and soooo much more. I'm really glad I got up there again.
From there, we walked through the Jewish Ghetto to Trastevere to meet up with Dustin and Christy for lunch. Along the way, three swastikas reminded me how I can't wait to go home and celebrate my holiday. We had lunch at a place called "On the ROX Roma." It was obviously waiting for me. lol I even got to take my picture on the vespa they rented for the day! Yay!
After lunch, we finally made our way to my gelatto mecca. I've been waiting too long for this. My flavors were calling my name. The second I took that first taste, it was simply orgasmic. What flavor, what taste, what heavenly goodness. Mmmmm..... I don't know how I will live without my Black Passion and Passion Fruit. I'll have to fulfill my passion quota in some other way. haha
When we finished our gelatto, we started to make our way towards Piazza Navuona, but instead stopped so Daniella could get her hair cut. She cut it short... bob short... and it looks soooo hot!
Afterwards, we made our way back to the residence and I made dinner for everyone with whatever scraps we had left. Then, I did Danielle's makeup, and they headed out.
Happy First Night of Chanukkah to Everyone!
And... since it's after midnight... a special birthday shout out to Larry T! Wish you all the best! Hope you have an incredible time at your party! Happy Birthday!!!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
This morning to a brass band outside my window charoling. Though slightly annoyed that it was sooo loud, I couldn't help but smile, and wish I was playing with them too! I miss my trumpet, and I miss Mr. HERRMANN!!! <3
Daniella and I had our Rome date today. We grabbed some panini and picked up her Austrailian friend Isaac. Then, we made our way to the Pantheon, and then to the best espresso place in Rome. From there, we walked towards Piazza Venezia, and made our way to the top of the Vittoriano Monument. The view of Rome from that high up is simply breath-taking. It's incredible. You could see all of Rome... Piazza del Popolo, the Vatican, the Coloseum, the Forum, the Teatro di Marcello, the Jewish Ghetto, the Capitoline, and soooo much more. I'm really glad I got up there again.
From there, we walked through the Jewish Ghetto to Trastevere to meet up with Dustin and Christy for lunch. Along the way, three swastikas reminded me how I can't wait to go home and celebrate my holiday. We had lunch at a place called "On the ROX Roma." It was obviously waiting for me. lol I even got to take my picture on the vespa they rented for the day! Yay!
After lunch, we finally made our way to my gelatto mecca. I've been waiting too long for this. My flavors were calling my name. The second I took that first taste, it was simply orgasmic. What flavor, what taste, what heavenly goodness. Mmmmm..... I don't know how I will live without my Black Passion and Passion Fruit. I'll have to fulfill my passion quota in some other way. haha
When we finished our gelatto, we started to make our way towards Piazza Navuona, but instead stopped so Daniella could get her hair cut. She cut it short... bob short... and it looks soooo hot!
Afterwards, we made our way back to the residence and I made dinner for everyone with whatever scraps we had left. Then, I did Danielle's makeup, and they headed out.
Happy First Night of Chanukkah to Everyone!
And... since it's after midnight... a special birthday shout out to Larry T! Wish you all the best! Hope you have an incredible time at your party! Happy Birthday!!!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Ciao Temple Shit-Show!
I had my last final today. I'm not sure how I did, but I genuinely tried my best. More importantly, it's OVER!!!! Ahhh!!! Feels good!!!
After the thrill of excitement associated with being done with finals, I realized this meant my time in Rome is also coming to an end. Again, those bittersweet emotions crossed my mind and my heart.
Temple threw a Farewell Pizza Party for us in the evening. As I walked there by my lonely self, I wondered if there was any reason I was showing up other than avoiding cooking dinner... No one would notice if I didn't show up. I'm not being dramatic. No one would notice. Still... as I walked along the Tiber and pondered to myself, I knew I was going to miss this place. It had been my home for almost 4 months, how could I not? With everything that's happened, I wouldn't give up this semester for anything. Every smile, as well as every tear made me a stronger person, transformed me, taught me lessons very quickly that others may take a lifetime to learn.
Only 20 minutes into this, "party," which was really a drunken shit-show, I had decided to leave. I was completely sober, and uninterested in watching the embarassment that was my classmates. Plus, like I said... no one cared whether I was there... or not. Still, someone managed to have me escort a drunken girl home... a girl I didn't even know the name of... that was almost passed out.
It was quite a trip home, and quite an evening...
Two more days... I can do this. Two more days, and no finals to stress me out. It's time to enjoy my last few moments in Roma. Tomorrow I'm hanging out with Danielle. Saturday, I have a date with My Rome. I can't wait... <3
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
After the thrill of excitement associated with being done with finals, I realized this meant my time in Rome is also coming to an end. Again, those bittersweet emotions crossed my mind and my heart.
Temple threw a Farewell Pizza Party for us in the evening. As I walked there by my lonely self, I wondered if there was any reason I was showing up other than avoiding cooking dinner... No one would notice if I didn't show up. I'm not being dramatic. No one would notice. Still... as I walked along the Tiber and pondered to myself, I knew I was going to miss this place. It had been my home for almost 4 months, how could I not? With everything that's happened, I wouldn't give up this semester for anything. Every smile, as well as every tear made me a stronger person, transformed me, taught me lessons very quickly that others may take a lifetime to learn.
Only 20 minutes into this, "party," which was really a drunken shit-show, I had decided to leave. I was completely sober, and uninterested in watching the embarassment that was my classmates. Plus, like I said... no one cared whether I was there... or not. Still, someone managed to have me escort a drunken girl home... a girl I didn't even know the name of... that was almost passed out.
It was quite a trip home, and quite an evening...
Two more days... I can do this. Two more days, and no finals to stress me out. It's time to enjoy my last few moments in Roma. Tomorrow I'm hanging out with Danielle. Saturday, I have a date with My Rome. I can't wait... <3
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Project-Air
I know I already posted today, but a friend informed me of a great cause, and I'd like to spread the message. I figured why not use this blog to maybe do some good as well. We can all make a difference if only we care enough to take a moment of our time and think about another.
Please check it out. It only takes like 2 minutes.
Make a difference. Even if you don't donate, spread the word. Thank you.
www.project-air.org
Signing Off Again,
Ciao Bella...
Please check it out. It only takes like 2 minutes.
Make a difference. Even if you don't donate, spread the word. Thank you.
www.project-air.org
Signing Off Again,
Ciao Bella...
One More Final To Go!!!
I woke up at 10:30am today. It's 1am, and I've been studying since 11am. FML.
This week seems to be taking forever. I can't wait to get this final over with though.
Sorry for the short blog. Unless you all want to see the 17 pages of notes I wrote out for myself, that's all I got. Gotta get back to studying... Wish Me Luck!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
This week seems to be taking forever. I can't wait to get this final over with though.
Sorry for the short blog. Unless you all want to see the 17 pages of notes I wrote out for myself, that's all I got. Gotta get back to studying... Wish Me Luck!
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Calma, Calma
I had my sculpture critique today. Good riddens! Ciao Roberto!
Apparently, I am too concerned about my grades. Last time I checked being concerned about your grades is a good thing, but what do I know? Apparently, I shouldn't give a damn.
Since I was little, my teachers always told me I'm very anxious. Duh! Have you not had me all semester as a student? I want an A. Period. "Calma, calma," Roberto told me. As I giggled to myself recalling how another Italiano told my dad, calmo calmo... nervi nervi... only a couple years ago, I realized that I really am daddy's little girl. lol ;)
One more final, and I'll be done. Thank goodness. These classes were far more intense than I had planned for my time abroad.
Ryan printed me the Moulin Rouge night-time black and white photo he promised me from when we were in Paris! He's a sick photographer. One day, he'll be famous, and I'll have one of his earlier works!
I came home and napped... for like 3 hours... hopefully this is aiding in my recovery. Then, Daniella and I did dinner, and I shat around online as per usual form.
Only 4 more days to go. This week seems to be dragging on forEVER. I'm must be very "anxious" to get home... calma, calma... lol
Apparently, I am too concerned about my grades. Last time I checked being concerned about your grades is a good thing, but what do I know? Apparently, I shouldn't give a damn.
Since I was little, my teachers always told me I'm very anxious. Duh! Have you not had me all semester as a student? I want an A. Period. "Calma, calma," Roberto told me. As I giggled to myself recalling how another Italiano told my dad, calmo calmo... nervi nervi... only a couple years ago, I realized that I really am daddy's little girl. lol ;)
One more final, and I'll be done. Thank goodness. These classes were far more intense than I had planned for my time abroad.
Ryan printed me the Moulin Rouge night-time black and white photo he promised me from when we were in Paris! He's a sick photographer. One day, he'll be famous, and I'll have one of his earlier works!
I came home and napped... for like 3 hours... hopefully this is aiding in my recovery. Then, Daniella and I did dinner, and I shat around online as per usual form.
Only 4 more days to go. This week seems to be dragging on forEVER. I'm must be very "anxious" to get home... calma, calma... lol
Monday, December 7, 2009
Gelatto Withdrawl
Today has ended. This means I only have 5 days left in Roma. I need to get better. I'm itchin... You see... over the past semester... I have acquired a new addiction... a gelatto addiction. When I became sick LAST Sunday, I promised I would contain myself so that I can have a speedier recovery. As I began to get better, this past Sunday I woke up worse. Today, I am feeling better, but still sick... I have 3, maybe 4 gelatto places I need to visit before I can leave Roma. That means tomorrow is the last day I can be sick. Wish me luck. lol
I was pretty productive today. I went into school planning on finishing my final project for sculpture. Since I had finished earlier than expected, I decided to go back and alter some of my previous projects in hopes of a better grade.
This evening, I made a lovely dinner for myself.
Menu:
My favorite bottle of pink wine
Fresh cut of fish
Fettuccini in a four cheese sauce
Green Beans
Mmmm... if only I could get some desert... Oh gelatto... I promise we will be reunited again before I leave. Don't think I have abandoned you. I still love you with all my heart. lol <3
I also took a 3 hour nap. Hopefully, that will help fight all those bastards inside of me. :)
Oh Roma... How I'll miss you so...
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
I was pretty productive today. I went into school planning on finishing my final project for sculpture. Since I had finished earlier than expected, I decided to go back and alter some of my previous projects in hopes of a better grade.
This evening, I made a lovely dinner for myself.
Menu:
My favorite bottle of pink wine
Fresh cut of fish
Fettuccini in a four cheese sauce
Green Beans
Mmmm... if only I could get some desert... Oh gelatto... I promise we will be reunited again before I leave. Don't think I have abandoned you. I still love you with all my heart. lol <3
I also took a 3 hour nap. Hopefully, that will help fight all those bastards inside of me. :)
Oh Roma... How I'll miss you so...
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Sunday, December 6, 2009
One Week.
I woke up sicker than I've been all week. I guess I tired myself out yesterday.
In my daze and confusion of the afternoon sun, I signed onto facebook to notice a message from Karnel. "I met your babyshka. She's a very sweet lady." It was then followed by a facebook chat message that read, "heyyy." Panicked that Karnel works/ed for an ambulance company, I thought something (g-d forbid) happened. Why did you meet my babyshka? Is everything ok? Tell me she's ok... As I became flooded with emotions, tears began to stream down my face...
Turns our Karnel and his dad are fixing her bathroom. As a sigh of relied left me, I appologized for my spaz, and realized I was loosing my mind.
The rest of the day wasn't much different.
Around 6pm, only four hours after I awoke, I took a nap... only to be interupted by a call from my parents. Again, a daze of confusion made me panick. I've got to shake this cold. It's messing with my head.
Leslie
today its a roxanne sunday in the NE
Roxanne
what does that mean?
Leslie
its like cold out but rly sunny .. a beauitful day for a drive and some coffee mmmmmmm
Roxanne
:)
Later in the evening, I began to look through my blog. I've done sooo much in the past 3.5 months. The time flew by, and it almost seems like a blur. It's been one crazy ride... to be recapped later in the week. I can't wait to see everyone!
Preparing for my last critique and my last final, this week is sure to fly by too fast. Hopefully, my cold will disappear, and my knee and ankle will cooperate so that I can enjoy my Roma just a little longer. I can't believe it's almost over.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
In my daze and confusion of the afternoon sun, I signed onto facebook to notice a message from Karnel. "I met your babyshka. She's a very sweet lady." It was then followed by a facebook chat message that read, "heyyy." Panicked that Karnel works/ed for an ambulance company, I thought something (g-d forbid) happened. Why did you meet my babyshka? Is everything ok? Tell me she's ok... As I became flooded with emotions, tears began to stream down my face...
Turns our Karnel and his dad are fixing her bathroom. As a sigh of relied left me, I appologized for my spaz, and realized I was loosing my mind.
The rest of the day wasn't much different.
Around 6pm, only four hours after I awoke, I took a nap... only to be interupted by a call from my parents. Again, a daze of confusion made me panick. I've got to shake this cold. It's messing with my head.
Leslie
today its a roxanne sunday in the NE
Roxanne
what does that mean?
Leslie
its like cold out but rly sunny .. a beauitful day for a drive and some coffee mmmmmmm
Roxanne
:)
Later in the evening, I began to look through my blog. I've done sooo much in the past 3.5 months. The time flew by, and it almost seems like a blur. It's been one crazy ride... to be recapped later in the week. I can't wait to see everyone!
Preparing for my last critique and my last final, this week is sure to fly by too fast. Hopefully, my cold will disappear, and my knee and ankle will cooperate so that I can enjoy my Roma just a little longer. I can't believe it's almost over.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Saturday, December 5, 2009
A Day Trip to Florence... Because I Can. lol
We began our day before the sun even came up. Danielle, Ryan, and myself met downstairs at 6am, and made our way to Termini to catch a train to Florence. None of us have been, and we felt we couldn't leave Italy without seeing David. <3
When we arrived, we bought a map, and began to navigate our way around. As we walked out of the main train station, we were greeted by the beautiful Basilica di Santa Maria Novella. From there, we began our hunt for the Accademia. That's where David lives. :)
As we walked through the streets, everything seemed oddly quiet to me. Maybe everyone was still sleeping. We grabbed a panino and continued along our way. Along the way we stopped everywhere for pictures. Ryan, armed with two cameras, was our expert. Danielle and I, also into photography, marveled at his skill.
The Accademia surprised us. No sign of Mussolini in Florence. haha... No grand entrances or road ways... just what seemed to be a quiet little door, not many people, and a little sign. Inside, we were lucky enough to see a temporary musical instrument exhibit, as well as a Robert Thorpe exhibit, along with all the permanent classics. David was by far my favorite though. He was so large and grand. I wasn't expecting him to be quite so incredible. I only feel bad that I couldn't take pictures. He really was glorious. <3
From there, we made our way to the Duomo. It really was a site to behold. This decorative church looks very different from the churches we have in Roma. The exterior was intricately creative, while the inside, though grand, was rather plain. We wanted to go to the top, but my knee and ankle are still bothering me, and the others did not want to pay the 15euro fee. And so, we continued our journey.
Apparently Florence is known for its leather, and so we stopped in many outdoor markets, as well as stores along the way. Daniella bought a belt. Ryan bought his mom a purse, and his step dad a wallet. Even I bought something... for myself... a beautiful leather bag. That's right, I'm coming back stylin. haha
Before heading towards the fake David, we stopped in for some hot chocolate to warm up. Then we had some gelatto... because well... it's just so yummy. lol
Next stop? Palazzo Vecchio to take pictures of the "fake" David. This replica was nothing to laugh at. It too was very impressive. From there, Danielle and I went into the Uffizi, while Ryan stayed back to take some more pictures. Inside the Uffizi, we got to see many great works of art including Botticelli's "Birth of Venus," some Leonardo DaVinci originals, and even some Caravaggio's. Though very exhausting, and hard on my injuries, it was well worth it. There were even some nice views once at the top. :)
After the Uffizi, we went to take pictures of, and walk on the famous Ponte Vecchio. It was covered with jewelry stores. The streets around it were all lit up for Christmas. It was beautiful. Afterwards, we sat down to have a nice dinner.
It was a really nice day. We ended up heading back quite late... so late that when we arrived the metro was closing. So, we decided to take a bus.
After taking the wrong night bus, we were forced to walk to a bus stop that we for sure knew went to our residence. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Roma at night is even more magnificent than during the day. As we walked past the Coliseum, the forum, Piazza Venezia, and other such monuments, I thought of just how much I'm going to miss having it right in my backyard. Nothing compares to My Roma. <3
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
When we arrived, we bought a map, and began to navigate our way around. As we walked out of the main train station, we were greeted by the beautiful Basilica di Santa Maria Novella. From there, we began our hunt for the Accademia. That's where David lives. :)
As we walked through the streets, everything seemed oddly quiet to me. Maybe everyone was still sleeping. We grabbed a panino and continued along our way. Along the way we stopped everywhere for pictures. Ryan, armed with two cameras, was our expert. Danielle and I, also into photography, marveled at his skill.
The Accademia surprised us. No sign of Mussolini in Florence. haha... No grand entrances or road ways... just what seemed to be a quiet little door, not many people, and a little sign. Inside, we were lucky enough to see a temporary musical instrument exhibit, as well as a Robert Thorpe exhibit, along with all the permanent classics. David was by far my favorite though. He was so large and grand. I wasn't expecting him to be quite so incredible. I only feel bad that I couldn't take pictures. He really was glorious. <3
From there, we made our way to the Duomo. It really was a site to behold. This decorative church looks very different from the churches we have in Roma. The exterior was intricately creative, while the inside, though grand, was rather plain. We wanted to go to the top, but my knee and ankle are still bothering me, and the others did not want to pay the 15euro fee. And so, we continued our journey.
Apparently Florence is known for its leather, and so we stopped in many outdoor markets, as well as stores along the way. Daniella bought a belt. Ryan bought his mom a purse, and his step dad a wallet. Even I bought something... for myself... a beautiful leather bag. That's right, I'm coming back stylin. haha
Before heading towards the fake David, we stopped in for some hot chocolate to warm up. Then we had some gelatto... because well... it's just so yummy. lol
Next stop? Palazzo Vecchio to take pictures of the "fake" David. This replica was nothing to laugh at. It too was very impressive. From there, Danielle and I went into the Uffizi, while Ryan stayed back to take some more pictures. Inside the Uffizi, we got to see many great works of art including Botticelli's "Birth of Venus," some Leonardo DaVinci originals, and even some Caravaggio's. Though very exhausting, and hard on my injuries, it was well worth it. There were even some nice views once at the top. :)
After the Uffizi, we went to take pictures of, and walk on the famous Ponte Vecchio. It was covered with jewelry stores. The streets around it were all lit up for Christmas. It was beautiful. Afterwards, we sat down to have a nice dinner.
It was a really nice day. We ended up heading back quite late... so late that when we arrived the metro was closing. So, we decided to take a bus.
After taking the wrong night bus, we were forced to walk to a bus stop that we for sure knew went to our residence. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Roma at night is even more magnificent than during the day. As we walked past the Coliseum, the forum, Piazza Venezia, and other such monuments, I thought of just how much I'm going to miss having it right in my backyard. Nothing compares to My Roma. <3
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Friday, December 4, 2009
Another day in the apartment...
Someone died today... someone I do not know... someone young... who died of cancer. As I watched my friends' statuses on facebook flood my feed with R.I.P. and other such sentiments, I wondered. R.I.P... A three letter acronym... Is that all our lives come down to in the end? People are dropping like flies. Someone needs to find a cure.
I woke up late, and spent most of the day doing laundry. Then, I made a delicious dinner... for three. I convinced my roomate Emily to join me, and then Danielle called and I invited her over as well. I made fresh vegetable soup, salad, and roasted chicken with vegetables and herbs. It was really good. Everyone was pleased. :)
Tomorrow, I'm planning a day trip. I'll be sure to tell you all about it when I return.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
I woke up late, and spent most of the day doing laundry. Then, I made a delicious dinner... for three. I convinced my roomate Emily to join me, and then Danielle called and I invited her over as well. I made fresh vegetable soup, salad, and roasted chicken with vegetables and herbs. It was really good. Everyone was pleased. :)
Tomorrow, I'm planning a day trip. I'll be sure to tell you all about it when I return.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Bittersweet Emotions
The bittersweet emotions really took over today. It finally hit me. It's all ending. It's almost over...
I woke up early today, and was out the door in a hurry. I arrived at school for my drawing final critique just in time. We did group critiques for our final project, and then recieved our individual critiques and evalutations for the whole semester. I did pretty well... A-
Just enough time for a quick run to the deli for a panino, and it was time for my Italian final. It was long, and difficult. Still, I think I did fairly well. When I walked out of it though, it hit me. No more Cristiano. I almost got a bit teary-eyed saying good bye to him. I'm going to miss that silly man. lol... And then I realized... not only was I not going to see Cristiano... this crazy rollercoaster of a semester is ending. My time abroad is ending. I'm going home soon. More so, after everything that's happened, and everything I've seen, done, experienced, and felt, I'm really going to miss this place I called home for almost four months of my life.
It's strange what a rush of emotions I felt today. I spent most of the day reflecting. It was very emotional... and yet again, lonely. I didn't really have anyone to talk to about how I was feeling. What was it going to be like being home again? Will I ever get to see MY Roma again? I've missed everyone so much. Did they miss me? Did they even notice I was gone? Have they moved on? Will I be able to get back into the swing of things, or have to many things changed? Have I changed, or rather... have I changed too much? Will my friends really want to hear about my adventures? Will they even care? Will it all just be a blur to me?
I'm torn up inside by the thoughts flooding my mind. Will this internal monologue I've had the past three plus months finally find an outlet, or have I isolated myself even from my closest friends? Will people want to hear what's on my mind, or am I now trapped... trapped inside my own mind with my own monologue... conversing with only myself, because really, who else cares?
My final design presentation followed, and gave me a chance to get away from myself... away from my thoughts. Krizek brought in cake.
Straight from design, I made my way to the final exhibition. This is where all the art classes present all their final projects, and a semester's worth of work. Some of my scupture pieces were in it, as was a drawing of mine, and my sketch book. It was kind of exciting! The exhibit was very impressive. It was so cool to see everything come together the way it did. All semester long, we've been working so hard to prepare something, and today was the day we finally were able to show-case all the talent we had to offer.
Towards the end of the exhibit, I fell back in thought...
By the way, my cold's doing a little better. My knee and ankle though, might be re-injured. I might have to get some x-rays when I get home. I'll tough it out til then.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
I woke up early today, and was out the door in a hurry. I arrived at school for my drawing final critique just in time. We did group critiques for our final project, and then recieved our individual critiques and evalutations for the whole semester. I did pretty well... A-
Just enough time for a quick run to the deli for a panino, and it was time for my Italian final. It was long, and difficult. Still, I think I did fairly well. When I walked out of it though, it hit me. No more Cristiano. I almost got a bit teary-eyed saying good bye to him. I'm going to miss that silly man. lol... And then I realized... not only was I not going to see Cristiano... this crazy rollercoaster of a semester is ending. My time abroad is ending. I'm going home soon. More so, after everything that's happened, and everything I've seen, done, experienced, and felt, I'm really going to miss this place I called home for almost four months of my life.
It's strange what a rush of emotions I felt today. I spent most of the day reflecting. It was very emotional... and yet again, lonely. I didn't really have anyone to talk to about how I was feeling. What was it going to be like being home again? Will I ever get to see MY Roma again? I've missed everyone so much. Did they miss me? Did they even notice I was gone? Have they moved on? Will I be able to get back into the swing of things, or have to many things changed? Have I changed, or rather... have I changed too much? Will my friends really want to hear about my adventures? Will they even care? Will it all just be a blur to me?
I'm torn up inside by the thoughts flooding my mind. Will this internal monologue I've had the past three plus months finally find an outlet, or have I isolated myself even from my closest friends? Will people want to hear what's on my mind, or am I now trapped... trapped inside my own mind with my own monologue... conversing with only myself, because really, who else cares?
My final design presentation followed, and gave me a chance to get away from myself... away from my thoughts. Krizek brought in cake.
Straight from design, I made my way to the final exhibition. This is where all the art classes present all their final projects, and a semester's worth of work. Some of my scupture pieces were in it, as was a drawing of mine, and my sketch book. It was kind of exciting! The exhibit was very impressive. It was so cool to see everything come together the way it did. All semester long, we've been working so hard to prepare something, and today was the day we finally were able to show-case all the talent we had to offer.
Towards the end of the exhibit, I fell back in thought...
By the way, my cold's doing a little better. My knee and ankle though, might be re-injured. I might have to get some x-rays when I get home. I'll tough it out til then.
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
10 Days Left...
Time keeps ticking. There are only 10 days until I board a plane, and arrive back home in the wonderful US of A. It seems bittersweet. I know I'll miss it, even if I am ready to go home.
Today was my last class with Cristiano. I'll definitely miss him... silly man. lol
On the way home, I decided it's time I make my famous chicken soup. That will make me feel better! It's got to... I need to be healthy for my last week in Roma! Can you all say MAJOR FAIL?! My best recipe turned into sheer stupidity. After two hours, the soup was ready. I had a spoon... delicious. It was just what the doctor ordered... warm, homeade chicken soup. The big fopa came in when I added noodles... little, tiny noodles... little, tiny noodles that I wasn't expecting to double in size... little, tiny noodles that sucked up all my soup, and left me with a bowl of pasta. Yes folks... I was left with yet another bowl of pasta. Fantastico! Perfeto! It just figures I would do something like this. lol
Tomorrow's Thursday, December 3rd... Wish me luck!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Today was my last class with Cristiano. I'll definitely miss him... silly man. lol
On the way home, I decided it's time I make my famous chicken soup. That will make me feel better! It's got to... I need to be healthy for my last week in Roma! Can you all say MAJOR FAIL?! My best recipe turned into sheer stupidity. After two hours, the soup was ready. I had a spoon... delicious. It was just what the doctor ordered... warm, homeade chicken soup. The big fopa came in when I added noodles... little, tiny noodles... little, tiny noodles that I wasn't expecting to double in size... little, tiny noodles that sucked up all my soup, and left me with a bowl of pasta. Yes folks... I was left with yet another bowl of pasta. Fantastico! Perfeto! It just figures I would do something like this. lol
Tomorrow's Thursday, December 3rd... Wish me luck!
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
So much to do, and still so sick...
It's interesting how Roberto decides what he likes. The project I spent a good 9 hours OUTSIDE of class working on gets a B- and does not make it into the show. The project I created today... that took about 9 minutes gets requested. "Where's your concrete project? I want it in the show." Whatever you say Roberto. If only I had known... I would've spent 10 minutes on all my projects. Who knows maybe my grade will benefit as well? :)
In Italian, we discovered Christiano is a radio disc jockey for RAI, and was also in a movie. Our professore is a celebrity! How cool is that?! We've also decided to start our own little fan club... probably on facebook. haha
In Design, we prepped for our final next week, and discussed our class presentations that will be due on Thursday. It seems like it just might be do-able.
When I came home, I wasted a shit-ton of time. Then, I worked on my Valentino presentation for Design. In between I made dinner. Small, rice like pasta in a four cheese sauce, green beans, peppers, and tuna... not too shabby. :)
Time for some rest... Hopefully, I'll feel better in the morning. I've got to get in some quality time with my gelatto before I leave Italy! None til I get better though... :(
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
In Italian, we discovered Christiano is a radio disc jockey for RAI, and was also in a movie. Our professore is a celebrity! How cool is that?! We've also decided to start our own little fan club... probably on facebook. haha
In Design, we prepped for our final next week, and discussed our class presentations that will be due on Thursday. It seems like it just might be do-able.
When I came home, I wasted a shit-ton of time. Then, I worked on my Valentino presentation for Design. In between I made dinner. Small, rice like pasta in a four cheese sauce, green beans, peppers, and tuna... not too shabby. :)
Time for some rest... Hopefully, I'll feel better in the morning. I've got to get in some quality time with my gelatto before I leave Italy! None til I get better though... :(
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
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