*roll that "r" like nobody's business and you'll officially be Italian
*For clarification Lady Gaga, Katy Perry (and more) are not good. They are one hit wonders who I hope fade out quickly.
Ciao! Good night from Italy :)
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So we're back from Milan early mostly because we only found two things to do: the Duomo (De-wow-mo) and the mall-one of the worlds oldest in fact. The day was disappointing though because the city simply isn't all it's cracked up to be. There's graffiti everywhere and trash, and everything seems to cost a bajillion euros. We did have a hostel booked, which we checked into in the morning but by 3pm when are day had come to a swift and rather unexpected end Stephen and I decided that the best and most comfortable thing to do would be to cancel the room and head back to Montichiari (Monty-key-are-e*). We had to pay for the room, but that was my fault because I didn't purchase the "cancellation insurance" when I booked the room. The ride back was even more of an adventure because the GPS took us home a different way then when we came and that mostly meant through towns and back roads (in towns there are rarely stop lights, just traffic circles, we probably went around a good 10 on the way home. If I never see another traffic circle again in my life I'd be happy forever). Stephen got really frustrated but nbd, we made it home in one piece and without a flat tire or a break down so that's a positive. All in all, I'm happy we went even if there is a three month wait to see "The Last Supper" and even if the hostel didn't have A.C. like the internet promised, or even if we got lost and frustrated and hot. Even though all these disappointing, frustrating things happened I'm still not the teenage boy on the metro today playing music with his sisters for money or the mom outside the Duomo pleading for money because she can't feed her kids, remember guys, even mistakes are adventures, and even though this one seemed like a big mistake at times it just reminded me of how lucky I am. No matter how much time I get here be it three months, six months, or a whole year I'm just thankful I get time here because it's flipping my world upside down but in the best Jack Johnson way possible. So, enough with this serious stuff. Enter: our day in pictures... *roll that "r" like nobody's business and you'll officially be Italian Alright, now it's time for me to hit the hay. It's 10:10 here and I'm poop tired. I was listening to Maroon 5 when I started the post but now all I can here are the cars outside the apartment, I swear Italy never sleeps. I love Maroon 5 and a lot of other bands that come on the radio-Stephen was making fun of me for it all day because my music taste isn't eclectic enough. What's your opinion? Mainstream? or garage band hits? Lemme know in the comments! I think there's a reason we have mainstream music, like, there's reason why it appeals too so many people so it must be good*. Or maybe that's just me being a blind-folded fish in a big school.
*For clarification Lady Gaga, Katy Perry (and more) are not good. They are one hit wonders who I hope fade out quickly. Ciao! Good night from Italy :)
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Hallie
6/23/2012 07:23:42 am
Great post! I love the Jack Johnson reference and message! :)
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Mom
6/23/2012 10:08:01 am
Loved your post once again! Glad you made it home safely to Montichiari. Thanks for sharing your day with us! Love you!
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