Last Wednesday I took the train with some guys up to Lecco (on Lake Como) for my second visit. There were a lot of exchangers there and we spent a short afternoon of lakeside strolling and gelato. It was too short of a visit for my tastes though so hopefully we can plan better next time. I finished the school week with a successful second piano lesson, during which my maestro gave me a decidedly more difficult piece to practice for this week. I spent a lot of time today trying to master it but it's definitely going to take some time. Piano lessons here are also with other students, so it's more intimidating than if I was just playing for the maestro. Oh well.
|a better view of Lake Como than last time|
|the gang :)|
Today I had another Italian lesson (sigh) and afterwards some of the exchange girls and I went to Decathlon, a sports megastore near downtown. That place has everything, and it's all so cheap!!!! I will definitely be going there for any basic clothing needs or for anything in general because it's alllllll there. BUT on the way there, we stopped at a cafe in Via Dante for the girls' first cioccolata calda even though it wasn't as good as the cafe Katie and I visited. Since it's now too cold for gelato, this is my new treat of choice!
Now for the deep stuff. I really love Milano. I had this epiphany while I was taking the bus home from Decathlon today. My house was only 3 stops away, but I was so lost in thought about my love of the city that I actually missed my stop...Therefore, I had to walk forever to go back. In a way it's kind of poetically beautiful (or not). But back to the point! I realized that I don't want to leave. Even if I am always slightly worried about school and piano, and always really worried about if my Italian is progressing enough, I can't see myself leaving this city for good. There is just so much to discover and so many friendships to deepen and I can't wait to have some real adventures! Also, I am so proud of myself because today was a nightmare trying to get to my Italian lesson. My first trolley was on time, but my second (and final) one never showed up. Soo, I had to walk all the way to the nearest metro stop, take the red line to Duomo, switch to the yellow line, and then get off about a km away from my Italian lesson location. And I had to pee the entire time. I left over an hour early for my lesson and I was still 20 minutes late, which is SO ridiculous. But. I found my way by myself, and for that reason I am glad. And you should be too. ;)
Some days I feel like my Italian has really progressed, but on others I feel so lost. Tomorrow will probably be a lost day because I'm going to theatre, and the teacher always talks so fast that I can't catch anything he says. It's pretty discouraging actually. And I want to chat to my friends at school more but it's just so difficult to jump in a conversation because then they have to stop and explain to me what has already been said and what is being said, etc. etc. I am working on hanging out with them more though, because they're really cool kids. I wanted to organize a Halloween event (they don't generally celebrate it here) but most of them are too embarrassed to dress up and go out in public, so maybe I'll do something with the other exchangers, who are beyond excited. It's in 2 weeks though so I need to make up my mind quickly. Okay. Enough rambling. This post wasn't supposed to be long. Thank you for reading if you've read this far! A più tardi.