Ciao!
It was quite an amazing weekend in Florence. On Friday I developed my very first picture! It's not of anything special, just the handlebars of a bicycle, but my teacher said "Brava!" which is a good sign. It took 2.5 hours to develop it! I'm sure I won't remember the process on Monday, but it'll be really great to do it again. I have a lot more admiration for those who develop their own pictures-it takes a lot of precision, effort and attention to every detail.
After class on Friday morning, I went to the Uffizi Museum to pick up my pass. 40 Euros for a "Friends of the Uffizi" pass, and I can get in to any museum in Florence with it, and bypass lines! What a deal! I explored the museum for a while, and then explored the Boboli Gardens. It was so nice to stroll through the gardens and take pictures. It's a very soothing place, and very well kept. It's an escape from the bustle that goes on in the center of Florence. It reminded me of gardens I've seen in London. I spent Friday evening with some friends. One of them has a friend who is training to become a chef and will be in Florence for two years! (!) He made eggplant parmesan, which was absolutely amazing. All the ingredients in Florence are so fresh and delicious. I have a feeling even if someone didn't follow directions from a recipe, the food would still be delicious because the ingredients are so natural.
Saturday was a great day. I woke up and went to the Santa Maria Novella church. It's stunning, just like everything else I've seen in Florence. I then hopped on a train to Siena to meet a friend for lunch. Stephanie and I wandered the city, which is gorgeous. It's not quite as touristy as Florence, and is a lot smaller. It's cleaner and has a calmer atmosphere. It's known for its horse races, and it has a grand stadium for them. I actually think I prefer Siena to Florence. They have a medieval festival this weekend complete with dancing, magic and a horse race! I may go with Angela and Stephanie on Friday!
And today was absolutely leisurely and perfect. I woke up, responded to some emails from home, and spent 3 hours walking/hiking around the Piazzale Michelangelo, Palazzo Pitti, and Boboli Gardens. It was beautiful and definitely a good way to work off all the pasta I've been eating.
A few of my thoughts! I'm making some headway on learning the language. I talked to an Italian today and got as far as: Buon Giorno! (Good morning/day) How are you? (Come sta?) I am fine (Sto bene). I know, a very short and small conversation, but it's something!
I've also learned: Sono vegetariano (I'm vegetarian), Che significa? (What does it mean?) and Come si dice in Italiano? (How do you say this in Italian?)
These are all basics, but hopefully I'll learn more and more. Italian is really similar to Spanish, so I can understand the general meanings of things-but its confusing to differentiate the two. I accidentally said "por favor" instead of "per favore/permesso", and I got an angry look from the person I said it to. I take it they do not like being confused with the Spanish, which is understandable, and I'm going to be a lot more careful about that from now on.
A few random things I've learned: "trattorias" and "osterias" generally have better quality food than other places and places that have large amounts of gelato piled are not quality gelato places. The best gelato places I've found (from exploring and advice from locals) are: La Carraia, Rivareno, and Grom.
Moving on, an Italian custom is to eat appetizers and drink wine between 7-9 pm, and it's called "aperitivo". It's similar to tapas. It's a great way to sample Italian foods, try wines and meet Italian locals who always go to get aperitivos without fail. I've gone a few times, and I love this tradtion. The only thing is that you're supposed to get dinner afterwards, but aperitivos is always more than enough food for me and I'm too full to eat dinner.
The only few unfortunate things that have happened lately are that my roommate had bed bugs and our apartment was fumigated yesterday. I've been lucky so far (let's hope it stays that way) and my room has been okay. Also, I continually have smoke blown into my face when I'm wandering the streets, and it's not very enjoyable. I know smoking is prevalent everywhere, but Europeans seem to smoke quite a lot more. Or at least I notice is a lot more. It's a truly disgusting habit, and the one thing I won't miss about Italy.
These few unfortunate things are insignificant in comparison to the wonderful experience I'm having here. I know I'm really lucky to be here, meet Italian people, and learn about the culture here. (Thank you mom and dad! I love you!)
I think that's enough rambling for now. :-)
Buona notte! (Good night!)
p.s. I finally figured out how to post pictures! That's a picture of me overlooking Vernazza, one of the cities along Cinque Terre.