01/15/10

I feel dead. And it’s not a hangover. Walking tour w/ Filiberto. Haha. It’s 0 degrees out. Celsius.
But still-it’s cold.
We passed a fresh fish store. And a coffin maker’s shop. It just got colder.

8:21pm:
I am unpacking in my apartment. My gorgeous 200 year-old apartment. The floor is terra-cotta. The ceilings are really high and in some rooms are covered with frescoes. There is a chandelier in the foyer and living room. The walls are covered top to bottom in satiny, intricate, rosy, wallpaper. The view from the bedroom Hsuan Hsuan and I are sharing is breathtaking (we’re on the 2nd floor, but also on a hill). It’s really cloudy today, but on a clear day it will be amazing. The best thing is we’re a minutes walk away from shops, food, the AHA center, cafes, anything we need. You could say I got lucky. The two other girls I live with, Grace and Hsuan Hsuan are really nice.
The downside is the kitchen is tiny and the washing machine is next to the stove; there is no dryer (no one has them because they use so much energy). There is no counter space except for a lid you pull down on top of the burners and the dinner table is in the middle of the kitchen. There is a small fridge and freezer. It’s kind of fairy tale-esque.
The windows are very tall and we don’t have curtains, screens, or blinds-just inside shutters we can close. Outside, the window ledges are covered in little sharp stakes, so pigeons don’t land there…It’s kind of brutal but I guess it works.
As soon as we moved in, I threw my stuff down and crashed for a couple hours. Grace and Hsuan Hsuan went to get food and brought me back a little pizza. They got gelato too…I haven’t had any yet surprisingly. I guess it’s seasonal here so only some gelaterias have it right now. I did have my first cappuccino today though. Sorry, Starbucks, I have new standards.
I’m determined to go to bed early tonight. Jet lag’s still got me. Hopefully this weekend I’ll have some time to post pictures.

Arrivederci.