We we,
Today was another hectic, Italian day. I really feel like this is going to be my experience with Italy – last minute plan changes and lack of communication. But it’s fine, Costa Rica prepared me for this. I woke up, caught an open network and was on it for about 15 minutes and then was kicked off…again. Then I headed out the door on my own little adventure. I kept telling myself, “destra alla Cumana, sinistra alla Piazza San Domenico”* which is the longest path but also the most straight forward one there is to my university. I sat around and read for a few minutes, waiting for Serena to show up. We walked over to the port to a post office but they were closed, so we took a taxi to another post office, sent off the permesso di soggiorno. And headed back to L’Orientale.
Which was sort of a waste. I learned one, maybe two things. She warned me about local culture, money, classes, stuff I had already figured out. While she was filling me in on the train/tram/bus system I was nodding off – unfortunately I slept poorly the night before because of the noises on the street. But just like in Costa Rica, I’ll get used to it. Then after that Eugenio called and he picked me up. We went shopping for a few things, his best friend Luca showed up to get something for his brother’s birthday. Then we went and got a coffee (I have been crabby all day due to exhaustion). Then we went to Eugenio’s sister’s house and ate dinner and then he dropped me off. And here I am.
I talked to Alessia for a little bit. Apparently I made a brutta figura* because no one had shown me how you leave the courtyard – I tried to just open it but that didn’t work, I saw a keyhole and put my key in and out I went. There was a women there on her phone and apparently she tried to warn me but I thought she was talking on the phone. So that was…perfect? Yeah, ok. But tomorrow will be nice, I get to see Annarita and I don’t have orientation – I have weekends off. Now it’s midnight and I need some sleep!
Baci,
Kevin Regan
*right at Cumana (a train station), left at the Piazza San Domenico, bad impression
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