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my parents left yesterday. i was a little sad...but i didn't cry. not surprising. i have concluded that i can never cry about things that happen to me directly, but rather things that happen to other people. i have only full-out cried once here...that's once in three months. and it was about something serious involving someone else. i'm abnormal.
anyways, we had a really nice visit. we drove to p. st. g. (as my mom like to call it) otherwise known as porto st georgio and stayed there the night so we could drive to m.c. (montecosaro), my grandpa's home town, on saturday morning. there was lot of driving and of course, it rained (for probably the third time in all three months that i have been here) the whole time. my poor parents. but we had some interesting encounters with the small-town people of italy in which loucia and i tried to use our generalized italian quite unsuccessfully due to the fact that a) we aren't very good. b) everyone we talked to was a little ancient. and c) they use a different dialect. but it was interesting...though car rides with my family always are.
they had to take home two duffel bags with our summer clothes/gifts because we have bought way too much stuff to bring home in our two suitcases each which all weighed just below 33kg (32 kg was teh cutoff).luckily we had a nice luggage taker man in toronot. hopefully now we won't have to worry about the weight restrictions on the way home. however we still have a full day of shopping in rome this saturday , and three days in florence. ahh. should be interesting.
but now i have isu work to do. i am trying desperately to overcome my horrid weakness of procrastination, with not much luck. hence this journal entry. but that's all. i'm done. off to work on my papier mache (sp?) monster for art. it's fun.
see you later alligators.
anyways, we had a really nice visit. we drove to p. st. g. (as my mom like to call it) otherwise known as porto st georgio and stayed there the night so we could drive to m.c. (montecosaro), my grandpa's home town, on saturday morning. there was lot of driving and of course, it rained (for probably the third time in all three months that i have been here) the whole time. my poor parents. but we had some interesting encounters with the small-town people of italy in which loucia and i tried to use our generalized italian quite unsuccessfully due to the fact that a) we aren't very good. b) everyone we talked to was a little ancient. and c) they use a different dialect. but it was interesting...though car rides with my family always are.
they had to take home two duffel bags with our summer clothes/gifts because we have bought way too much stuff to bring home in our two suitcases each which all weighed just below 33kg (32 kg was teh cutoff).luckily we had a nice luggage taker man in toronot. hopefully now we won't have to worry about the weight restrictions on the way home. however we still have a full day of shopping in rome this saturday , and three days in florence. ahh. should be interesting.
but now i have isu work to do. i am trying desperately to overcome my horrid weakness of procrastination, with not much luck. hence this journal entry. but that's all. i'm done. off to work on my papier mache (sp?) monster for art. it's fun.
see you later alligators.