02/01/10

Grace and I just bought our train tickets for Venezia this weekend. I think we made the clerk kind of mad, because first Grace accidentally bought a ticket to Florence and then I had to ask for regional tickets because the cost for the regular ones came out to like 72 euro for the two of us. Regionale tickets are cheaper, but are slower I think. I think the train station in Venice is on the mainland, so we’ll have to take the ferry. I guess we’ll see where we end up when we get there…

Grace said there are other girls staying at the house we’re at..two from Russia and two from Turkey I think? Crazy weekend…I saw pictures of Carnivale online. Some people go all out and dress head to toe, in ball gowns and masks--Renaissance style. I just want a mask, but I heard some of the masks there were worth thousands of dollars…

I tried to make espresso with the little stove top kettle in our apartment…it came out like water. Hot chocolate for me.

Italians always talk like they’re arguing. They might only be telling each other what they ate for breakfast, but you think something more is happening because they’re practically yelling at each other…They know this too. And they think you’re French if you talk quietly.

She symbolizes a season..I think summer. I found her outside in a courtyard at the Abbey we visited this last weekend.