Ok. What is this? Suffocate Kaitlin under the weight of her desire to return to her adopted motherland? Geez. The past 48-hours have been full of Italy--some of it my fault, the rest is courtesy of the world's spiteful behavior.
#1 I am making my espresso in a Bialetti 2-cup stovetop Moka maker everyday. Ordered directly from Italy. Yep. Thanks, Amazon!
#2 My Art class today focused on Cimabue and Giotto, and the art they created in Florence. An hour of reminiscing at 9:30 a.m.
(And if I have to hear another girl ask, "I mean, like, what EMOTIONS are behind it?" I think I am going to die. If you move the wooden tempura panel, there aren't emotions BEHIND it. Michelangelo's David isn't blocking the view of some intense EMOTION. Art EVOKES emotion, k? Thanks.)
#3 Anthony Bourdain's show "No Reservations" featured Rome yesterday... His description of the flavors of the prosciutto, mozzarella, gelato, caffé had my mouth watering. Not to mention I watched him saunter in front of the Trevi Fountain... Jerk.
That's all for now. I feel much better. Time to listen to some Andrea Bocelli on the way to class while I wear my super cute Italian jewelry.
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