Relocation

Ciao a tutti!

I am here in Perugia, and I have to say I may never return. Well, if I had a choice anyway. No, no, no. But really, I cannot explain how much I have fallen in love with this city and its people. It is the perfect Italian city to learn the language. I am already spelling English words wrong and thinking in Italian. They say actors learn a language better because you have to become a different person. Sono d accordo (mi dispiace, I cannot find the apostrophe button on this European keyboard). I feel like speaking and thinking in Italian has brought out a different person. In class today (my first of the semester), I joked around with il professore. He called me problematic, polemic. Ma, tutto va bene. I live in an apartment in sight of the famous Etruscan arch (look it up) with two Americans and an Italian ragazza dal Sud. Giulia (la Sud) made us dinner our first night, and her boyfriend Giovannis brothers (Giusseppe e Francesco) and his sorella Eleonora came over too. It was...unlike anything. Everyday is an adventure. The food is great, the people are great, tutto va bene. I dont have my computer, so I dont have as much time to actually write so much as give a briefing on what Im doing (unfortunately), so this and consecutive blogs will probably seem really chaotic, frenetic, and schizophrenic. But I will try to write when I can. Also, I have set up another blog to keep my parents and family, etc., up to date. That address is: gaelicandgarlic488.blogspot.com. Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want. OK, ciao. Vi voglio tanto bene.

Darning with the Milk-Eyed Mender

I am convinced that Joanna Newsom is a Medieval wood nymph and/or elf. I think once my harp-playing skills have improved I will join her in the forest.



Or maybe instead, I'll join this troupe. Yeeeaah...