Friday, June 1, 2012

Firenze

June. The month of my departure. I have exactly 28 days left. But before delving into my current emotional state, let me recap the month of May for you. After getting back from the Rotary trip in the south of Italy, life got crazy. All of a sudden the weather began to fluctuate between tantalizingly balmy and obnoxiously cold-enough-to-need-an-extra-jacket. Once we hit the halfway point of May, around the 15th, we Rotary kids started to realize that our time was running out and that we wouldn't be in Italy for much longer. In fact, tomorrow the first of our group goes home. Therefore we started making last minute efforts to see each other as much as possible, organizing happy hours, disco nights, dinners, and even scavenger hunts throughout the city. Last night the Milan kids had a final dinner with our old professor of Italian, with whom we had lessons every Monday for the first five months. Throughout these final meetings with various friends, we signed each other's memory books and took far too many pictures, but I know we will appreciate everything in the future.

Brazilian friend Marcela and I. :)
Signing each other's books. :(
At the dinner with our old Italian professor. 
This past Wednesday I finally made it to Firenze (Florence), the city where the Italian language as we know it was practically born. Funnily enough the cheapest train tickets were with the brand-new private company, Italo. Talk about luxury, at least compared to the normal public trains. We arrived in Firenze early, around 9:00, and set off immediately to see as much as we could. Throughout the day, we were able to enter the Uffizi without a line, climb to the top of the cupola of Brunelleschi, see David in the Galleria dell'Accademia, eat the typical Florentine steak (fiorentina), stroll across the Ponte Vecchio, and enjoy a perfect day in one of the most Italian cities. We left around 21:00, so we had a good 12 hours in the city. It's never enough, of course, but I'm planning on returning someday soon. :)

Ponte Vecchio
Il Duomo e Il Campanile di Giotto
View from the top of the cupola. :D
David <3
In front of Palazzo Vecchio. So amazing. 
We are in June and I do not want to leave. Even though the whole school situation has been rather awful this year, I have fallen in love with Milano, and if I could stay here on my own without Rotary, I would seriously consider it. Although Italians tell me I am now fluent in the language, I still learn new things every day, and this keeps me on my toes. My pronunciation has a long way to go, and my vocabulary is ever-expanding, but I hope to continue onward. At some point I would like to take an exam to certify me as an official Italian speaker, but I will wait until I return to the US to do that. I'll need to study more before that happens. 

On Tuesday, June 5, I leave for four days in Berlin, and I am ecstatic. Monday is my last day at school (it technically ends the following Friday but I'll still be in Berlin). Everything is ending and everyone is leaving. I don't really know how to take all of this. Soon I'll be back on my native soil and this whole year will seem like a dream, and that is the worst thing of all. 

My home. 


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