Sooo it's the weekend once again and thank god for that. The stress of being here is finally kicking in. Money is absolutely crazy. Everything is so expensive and the exchange rate is getting worse and worse. Eager to go home and be nourished without worrying how much it is going to cost me. Also can't wait for some home cooked meals. Actually, I think what I am most excited about is being able to dry my clothes after washing them... ah, so many missed comforts.
Thursday night was probably my best night in Florence so far. We had an "American night" to celebrate Mackenzie's birthday. Mackenzie's mom was here all afternoon after classes making potato salad and homeade mac and cheese and they got burgers and hot dogs for the meat eaters. We had lots of snack food and lots of alcohol. We made jello shots and played "beer pong" (it's bei rut, bitches) and blasted music and just had a really good time. Theresa and I spent all day before that making a cake for Mackenzie and had a very interesting time figuring out how to make a cake in Italy. We used cake mix, but the mix is very different here, and figuring out what we had to add to it while at the grocery store was very interesting. They also do not have frosting here so we had to make our own which was a crazy and nearly disastrous process. After multiple trips to the store and a hike across the city to our professor's apartment to use his oven, we produced 4 layers of aluminum lasagna pan cakes. We stacked and frosted what ended up being two very interesting desserts, added sprinkles and candles, and presented them at the party. Apparently they were good, because they are entirely gone now, but we were pretty worried that they were not going to be edible. I guess it really is the thought that counts!
American night was super fun, everyone came over to our apartment and we all had a blast. We did get a noise complaint, but it was only 9:20 pm and quiet hour starts at 11 so it was a little uncalled for. At around 11, we all left and went down to the bar at House of Sizzle, which is called the Red Garter, to see a Dave Matthews cover band. They were decent, and we had fun... and we all got really drunk. It was a hilarious night and we definitely bonded over it. It was a really good idea because we all got a little taste of home, which most, if not all, of us are missing.
Since then we've all been exhausted and just laying around being lazy. We got dinner at Sizzle last night and our waitress even noticed how exhausted we looked (although she does know us fairly well since we've been there a million times). Since we had midterms last week and still have one more on Tuesday we are all stressed out and just need this weekend to unwind.
LONDON is in a month! And once we get back we only have two weeks before we leave for home. It's crazy to think about! On one hand it seems like we've ONLY been here for a month and a half, but on the other hand it's like we only have a month and a half left! It seems short both ways, yet long both ways, it's so weird. We have been thinking a lot about the day we leave and no one can really decide if we are going to be happy or sad to go. It seems very bittersweet. We want to go home, but at the same time things are going to be very different when we get back, and although there are some things we definitely won't miss about this place, I think we will all miss the freedom we have.
Pictures of this weekend are on facebook in my album "Italia! 2" so check them out.
Ciao bellini!
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