Actually-
There is no becoming Italian so far. Florence is full of---foreigners! We are just but a few. The real Italians seem to have sensibly gone into hiding to avoid the pressing weight of tourists. But we are onto them! They cannot hide forever!
Our plan:
1. Talk to anyone sitting near us, in the hope that they will adopt us (has worked once so far!)
2. Take a cooking class, hopefully given by a local
3. Gesture expansively whenever trying to speak Italian (it helps!)
4. Purchase new shoes (not actually relevant, but fun!)
5. Address Martin as "Frederikco" in an attempt to sound local. (Note: This is only fun for me).
Pictures so far!
Sometimes you run around Arlington County Library on your morning job...sometimes, you around the Duomo!!
Then there are the frescos on your living room ceiling:
2 comments:
All sounds lavishly italiano!!! I will try to email you soon with updates and get more of your news as well. Ciao bella!
Ah hah! I figured out how to post a comment. I'm officially smarter than, well, no one. But nonetheless, I chuckled a great deal while reading about the expansive gestures and garbled English (very you, Christie - I can just picture one of your arms flying out and hitting a handsome Italian, who then says something romantic, to which you reply, "Um, I like chocolate?"). I'm very envious, jealous, and in every way green with envy, of the Gelato first, then Italy :). Does it get any better?
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