I am the highway

So its been such a long time since my last blog post so i'll make this one extra long to make up for that. As you know, Jamie came to see me and we went to cinque terre, which is spectacular. We stayed in the last town (Riomaggiore) and brilliant me went the wrong direction until we ran into a couple of Russians who said we were nowhere near any town. The views were spectacular, and the walk from Corniglia to Vernazza was my favorite. We ate in this little restauraunt on the water and then we got some gelato. It was really everything you could ask for from Italy. We stayed there about three days and then we headed back to Torino. We took a quick the train the next day and saw the Duomo in Milan and then we grabbed some McDonalds and headed back to the human roach motel. The next week was littered with great times, Jamy had an opportunity to spend time with my friends and I, and they all really liked her. I took Jamy to my favorite restauraunts and we had a lot of fun. One of the kids who worked in the Kebob shop had an obvious crush on her, and so i had Jamy say a couple things in Italian. (Really made his day).

Ok so in non-jamy related news. Today i had a gigantic presentation that counted for 30% of my grade in a class. I had to do a report on peddlers so i put together a very professional paper and then a slideshow. The slide show was ridiculous, but i think my teacher really liked it. (I attached the slideshow below)

I think that i will reel in a high A+ after the extra effort i put into that slideshow.

After my project, i went to the grocery store and bought head phones and a couple of other things. The woman at the register forgot to ring up the headphones and as i was walking out i said off the detector. The security guard pushed me into the back room patted me down and started accusing me of being a thief. He was really starting to annoy me because he kept pushing me and yelling, so i kinda just walked away and got the woman who rung me up and had her explain to him her mistake. She did and my name was cleared, but it still was a huge time drain and pretty irritating. No one has ever accused an Italian of being overly intelligent.

Life goes on and i will try to post more, more frequently now that the barrage of visitors has ended.

March 1, 2010

This weekend we were supposed to go to Barcelona, but after a two hour train ride, a 40 minute bus ride, and 3 hours waiting in the airport they canceled our flight without any warning. I argued with the Ryan Air people just to have them tell me to sleep in the air port for 10 hours. So John and I returned to Torino at 2:30 and went to bed disappointed. I believe i got my money back for the ticket, but i still had to pay a penalty for not showing up at my hostel and i had to pay for the transportation to and from the airport. We were disappointed, but we made the best of the weekend. We went to an Italian party this weekend because we heard a lot of noise in the apartment above us and we went to check it out and ended up stumbling on an Italian party. I ended up talking in broken Italian for a while and in English to this random Chinese guy and his girlfriend. After that, we went down to a restaurant in this sweet part of town, but as we were walking down the main strip i saw my roommate (Not John) standing in the middle of the road with blood all around him. He was missing his two front teeth and he had been hit by some other kid in the program. After helping him find his teeth, he left for the hospital and i continued on my merry way. Yesterday, we went and watched the Canadian/American hockey game and cried a little afterward. We went to this Bar that had an American and a Canadian room and i was so loud that i embarrassed myself. I hurt my hand from banging it on the stove so that was a bit of a downer as well. Peace be with you all