Friday, April 15, 2011

Unchartered Waters

I am a baker if anything so living in Italy and learning to cook for myself has been quite an experience.  I am proud to say...with the help of my knowledgeable roommates...I am coming into my own - cooking wise that is.  It has been so fun learning and experimenting so I just wanted to share a little about my successes.

Rosemary Chicken, Garlic Rosemary Potatoes, and Red Pepper Broccoli:  This was really my first attempt cooking a full meal in Italy in the smallest kitchen known to man.  I frantically was cooking all three at once on tiny burners and an oven that only worked on the grill setting.  I was very happy with myself :)

Baked Parmesan Zucchini Sticks:  I swear I am going to turn into a zucchini from all that I have consumed.  I stumbled across this recipe on the web and needed to try it!!!

My attempt at plating haha

3 large zucchini, sliced longways, halved and cut into sticks 
2 eggs 
1/2 cup plain bread crumbs 
1/4 cup Parmesan cheese, grated 
1 tsp dried oregano 
1/2 tsp dried garlic powder 
Olive oil spray 

Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Spray olive oil spray on large baking sheet. Set aside. 
Slice zucchini into long planks. Cut planks in half then slice long into sticks.In large shallow bowl, whisk together 2 eggs, set aside. In large shallow dish, combine breadcrumbs, 
Parmesan cheese, oregano and garlic powder. 
Working with 3-4 zucchini sticks at a time, start breading process by dunking and completely covering 
zucchini with egg mixture. Take zucchini sticks out of egg mixture, allowing an extra egg to drip off, and 
place into breadcrumb mixture. Gently coat the zucchini stick completely with breadcrumb mixture. Place 
breaded zucchini stick onto baking sheet. 
Continue this process until all zucchini sticks are breaded and on baking sheet. Spray each zucchini stick 
with olive oil spray and place into 425 degree oven. Bake for approximately 10 minutes or until bottoms are golden brown. Using a spatula, flip each zucchini stick and bake for an additional 10 minutes or until crisp and golden brown.

Chocolate, Chocolate Chunk Cupcakes and Peanut Butter Buttercream Frosting:  For my roommates 21st birthday, I went back to my roots and backed for the first time here in Italy.  It is soo hard to find some of the ingredients here but after making a run to two stores I was able to get pretty much everything.  I bought Betty Crocker Devils Food Cake and added cut/crushed chocolate chunks from a candy bar.  The frosting was the fun part - and if I do say so myself, pretty darn good!!

Two sticks of butter
1- 1 1/2 cups of peanut butter (depending on how peanut buttery you want it - I did 1 1/2)
4 tablespoons of cream or milk (I did 2 cream and 2 milk)
2 cups of powdered sugar
Salt to taste

Soften the butter and whip the butter and peanut butter until fluffy.  Add two tablespoons of milk.  Add powdered sugar and stir as you go, adding just a little at a time.  Add salt to taste - the salt really finished it off.  Frost cupcakes and add shaved chocolate on top :)

It was so easy and so yummy!!

Monday, April 11, 2011

Praha and the Angry People That Live There

I am officially the worst blogger ever.

Prague was never really on my radar - I mean, I heard AMAZING things about it, but I never thought I would make it there.  My roommate randomly was looking up organized trips through this travel website and bing, bam, boom I was on my way to Prague...on a bus...for a sixteen hour ride.  The bus ride was downright painful, but we finally arrived in the gorgeous and freezing Czech Republic city.  We had just enough time to drop off our bags and freshen up before we headed out to explore.

We only had two full days in Prague and we wanted to see as much as physically possible and I'll give you a glimpse of just a few of the many things we saw and were lucky to experience.

John Lennon Wall:  A once normal, blank wall is now covered in poems, art, and Beatles lyrics all inspired by John Lennon.  Lennon was a hero and inspiration to the pacifist youth in Prague and during the 1980s they used the wall dedicated to Lennon to express their frustrations with their government and hopes for the future.  Now tourists who come and visit can leave their mark on the famous wall

Prague Castle:  Not to sound corny, but this is the most magical thing I have ever seen in my entire life.  It took some leg work to make it inside the castle walls and it took even more work to climb up the central tower, but it was all worth it to take in the view of the gorgeous building and the magnificent view from the top.  My roommates and I were in shock and I was even speechless, which almost never happens.

Astronomical Clock in Old Town Square: This clock was voted one of the most disappointing historical sites in the world haha.  It is a gorgeous clock that chimes each hour as moving wooden puppets dance.  The puppets don't dance so much as they turn side to side or raise an arm up and down.  Disappointments aside, it is still a breathtakingly beautiful clock.

Prague Zoo:  The zoo is one of the top ten zoos in the world!!  After a big flood that hit Prague and destroyed most of the zoo, it has been dramatically redesigned and it is so cool.  The plethora of animals they have are overwhelming - we went to the farm, the sahara, the arctic, africa, indonesia, the mountains, and so much more.  The animal enclosures are the best thing about the Prague Zoo - the animals are crazy close to you and they even get to have beautiful open spaces to roam.

Charles Bridge:  The Charles Bridge is an old gothic bridge that crosses the Vltava River.  One our first days there we climbed to the top of one of the bridge's towers and took in great views of Old Town Prague - I climb far too much stuff when I travel. It wasn't until our last day there that we realized we had never actually walked across the entire bridge so we got over there as quickly as possible to span the bridge, take in the view, and take ridiculous amounts of pictures of the numerous statues that flank both sides.  Everything about Prague was magical and this was no exception.  Bundled up in our hats, scarves, and gloves my roommates and I made are way across the bridge stopping to look at street art and saying goodbye to our new favorite city.

Prague was so unbelievably amazing, even with the angry people that live there - I swear they hate life haha!  The sites and the food were ridiculous and I am so so glad I was able to experience this city for myself.

Monday, March 7, 2011 crazy!!

My dad said there was a theme to my  It wasn't until I sat here preparing to start another post and began writing about the amazing croissants in Barcelona that I realized he was right, but I don't really care.  I love Europe and I love the food in Europe.  So back to the croissants - I, a chocolate croissant lover, nearly died upon stumbling into this cute little bakery near our hostel.  The chocolate croissant was still warm and was not only chocolate filled but was also half dipped in hardened chocolate.  The croissants in Italy all have a lemon glaze on them, which kind of ruins the whole experience for me, so finding these perfect croissants was a jackpot moment and a perfect way to start my morning before exploring Barcelona and the crazy work of Gaudi.


Park Guel
is a famous tourist attraction in Barcelona; however, there needs to be a whole new word invented for what this place is, because park doesn't even begin to describe this crazy, beautiful, magical site.  The almost four hours that we spent there was the perfect amount of time to explore every inch of it, which we did.  We went from one end of the park to the other, climbed the two highest peaks looking down on all of Barcelona, took a million photos, and soaked up the sun.  Either Gaudi was actually crazy or some kind of sick genius.  The architecture, mosaics, plant life, and layout seemed like they were designed by ten different people and were all beautiful in their own unique way.  There were manmade rock formations that looked like stalactites and stalagmites, buildings covered in mosaics that looked like gingerbread houses, sunbursts of mosaics, anything you can think of covered in mosaics, and the most gorgeous gardens.  I was in awe everywhere we turned.  Leisurely exploring this dreamworld was an experience I will never forget.  

The Sagrada Familia is an enormous church that started construction in the early 1880s and will not be completed until 2026.  Gaudi designed this ridiculous, jaw-dropping building and his work has been carried out ever since his death in 1926.  We exited from the underground metro to a view of one side of the basilica.  It took my eyes forever to focus what I was seeing in front of me.  It almost looks like a dark blob upon first look, but you have take the time too look at all of the individual designs to process the scene, otherwise it is too overwhelming.  We made our way around the entire building and much like Park Guel, it looked like it was designed by multiple people.  The other side of the church is dramatically different from the back.  It was lighter in color and I could make out the figures with much more ease.

The Sagrada Familia is a very different kind of beautiful, but it is undeniable that it is one of the most beautiful things in the world.  We just kind of laughed as we took it all in because it is just so CRAZY.  We joked that he just threw in the weirdest things imaginable to mess with people.  "You think you have me figured out...just wait...I'm going to put a bunch of fruit on top" - we imagined this is what Gaudi would say today.  I can't wait to see what it will look like when it is finally completed and even then I probably be even more confused than I am now.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Grazie! Thank You! Dammit! Gracias!

On a bright and early Thursday morning, two of my roommates and I set off for our first country hopping experience.  He were headed to Barcelona and couldn't be more excited.  Luckily we had a smooth and successful day of traveling and arrived in the beautiful beach city in Spain.  It was actually really surprising how easy it was to go from one country to another...I was waiting for the double and triple checking of my passport and the baggage searches but we just walked right off the airplane and headed off to our hostel.  A train, rail switch, and a couple of metro stops later we were en route to drop off our bags and search for food.  Unfortunately my map reading abilities are not as good as my metro skills and we ended up a little confused and lost.  Three girls with backpacks standing around a giant foldable map scream lost tourist.  We must have amazing karma though, because the sweetest old man came to us and wanted to help.  One of my roommates knows some Spanish which helped and we just handed him the address to the hostel; he starting walking away, looked back at us, and motioned us to follow him.  This angel of a man delivered us to the entrance of our hostel and we could not have been more grateful!

We checked in, freshened up, and went searching for anything that resembled food.  The area around our hostel was so cute and had so much character.  We walked down the main street, lined with quirky clothing stores, candy shops, creperies, and restaurants.  He hopped into one of the restaurants, looked at the menu, and were so grateful to see something other than pasta and pizza listed.  We ordered patatas bravas and they were so unbelievably amazing!!!!  Spain is known for this tapas dish of cubed and fried potatoes covered in a spicy majo sauce.  My mouth is salivating just thinking about them.  All in all we had patatas bravas about four times while we were there because it is so good.  I'm going to find the recipe and try to make them myself.

After some dinner and a much needed nap, the rest of our traveling buddies, Matt and his friend from Florence arrived, and we all got ready for our first night out in Barcelona.  Our destination was the Dow Jones Bar, and after a half hour of heels...we made it.  This themed bar lists all of their drinks and shots on television screens with their fluctuating prices.  The more popular the drink, the more expensive it is.  The less popular ie the grosser it is, the cheaper the price.  Caity, my roommate, and I really wanted pina coladas; they were on the pricier side so after we ordered, the price shot up to six euro.  Anytime a drink reaches six euro, a siren goes off, the market crashes, and all the prices drop like crazy.  We got a round of applause from the whole bar.  The atmosphere was so fun and it was great just hanging out, people watching.  We all wanted to do a group shot so we all made our way to the bar and looked at the names; the names were inventive...from Blue Smurf to a Gummy Bear.  Somehow we all decided to take this shot called a Bearfucker.  We asked what was in it but the bartender said no asking what's in it - if you like the name, you order it.  The brave souls that we are, we ordered the Bearfucker and stood in silence as she poured tequila, Jack Daniels, and Southern Comfort into the tiny glasses.  I am proud to say, I took the shot like a champ.  That thing could put hair on your chest.  I did it once and will never do it again.  Barcelona day one down, two to go.    
One of our roommates (a redhead) couldn't come so we replaced her for some photo opps

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Chocolate Festival in Florence

My roommates had yet to go to Florence so after our two days in Siena we caught a bus and headed further North.  We were so lucky to visit during this particular weekend because the CHOCOLATE FESTIVAL was in town.  In front of the Santa Croce tents upon tents were set up with all different kinds of chocolate.  There were so many different flavors and options.  Chocolate covered fruit, hot chocolate with rum, weed flavored chocolate, chocolate molded into tools and high heels, and solid blocks of chocolate are just a few of the many options in front of us.  I personally opted for two giant squares of extra dark chocolate - it was so amazing!!  It was honestly the best chocolate I have ever tasted in my entire life.  My roommates got the hot chocolate with rum and we all swear that the hot chocolate was straight melted chocolate; it was so rich and crazy good, but far too strong in the rum department for my taste.  The adventurous people that we are, we all tried a tiny piece of the weed flavored chocolate, which honestly just tasted really weird.  All in all it was such a fabulous afternoon, so much so that I felt like I was in the movie Chocolat...if only Johnny Depp would have shown up.  

Second Day in Siena


On our second day in Siena, we had a fabulous guided tour from an entertaining woman with glittery eyeliner and a furry jacket.  The tour was so interesting and we sure began with an usual start.  We went to the church that houses St. Catherine's head and right thumb.  St. Catherine is responsible for bringing the pope from Avignon back to Rome.  Because of this courageous act, she was canonized and is glorified.  St. Catherine was from Siena and when she died Siena, Rome, and Venice wanted her body laid to rest in their cities.  The pope of the time decided to split up her body and divide it amongst the three of them and Siena just happened to get assigned her head and thumb.  Her head was in a glass case and covered by a mask of some sort.  It was really tiny and kind of creepy...same with the thumb.   You could say it was a very unique experience.  My roommate said she half expected to see her standing there smiling with a thumbs up.  Unfortunately we were unable to take pictures because the church she is housed in is still used for regular services.
After the church we made our way back to Compo and learned about the Palio.  The Palio is a horse race that is held twice a year in circular “square”. There are 17 contrades or districts in Siena and they compete in the race against each other.  The contrades are very competitive with one another, especially during the race.  The jockeys can’t whip the horses until the last lap but can whip each other anytime before or during the race.  The contrade that wins is allowed weeks of celebrations and bragging rights.  We watched a video from a previous race and saw a jockey whip another one; the jockey who suffered the whipping happened to win that year.  The contrade that did the whipping suffered much embarrassment.  Their mascot was the jaguar and the winners held a funeral for a cat in the streets, with a priest and grieving people adorned in black, fake crying.  This prank is still talked about today.
The Duomo
There is a duomo in every city I have visited and none have left me disappointed.  This famous church was so unbelievably breathtaking and the colors were unreal.  I thought the outside was as good as it gets, but somehow the inside of the church managed to be even more beautiful.  There were murals on the floors, marble statues everywhere you looked, and the oldest untouched frescoes in the world.  I also managed to match the d├ęcor of the church with my striped shirt and its striped pillars.  I probably took over one-hundred photos of this church alone and had to take one of myself and a pillar.         

Monday, February 28, 2011

First Glorious Day in Tuscany


My program organized a overnight trip to San Gimignano and Siena.  We all had to get up awfully early to take a charter bus to be on our way.  The long drive went by quickly though as we played MASH and ate sour strawberry straws.  Upon arriving in San Gimignano, we probably tripled the population.  It was a tiny Tuscan town with all of the old architecture, winding alleyways, and cute little shops.  The view was unbelievable!!  Just by walking and exploring, we ended up at the top of the town, overlooking the rolling hills and trees.  It was so refreshing just being able to walk in the middle of the road, take a breathe of fresh air, and get away from the crazy city of Rome.  We only had a few hours there and we spent it relaxing in the sun, walking into the little shops, and snacking on delicious pizza.  It was only another short distance by bus to Siena.  I am in love with Siena!!  It has the small town feel without being too small.  It is a very touristy town too so getting around is very easy as they have signs everywhere directing you to all of the attractions.  We had some free time when we first arrived so we explored a little.  Matt had called me and told me to eat these fried pasta balls that were from a wooden shack in the middle of Compo, a square in the center of town.  He had just gone to Siena and said I had to get them.  His description of their location did not inspire much confidence so I asked if anyone had gotten sick off of them.  He laughed and said to trust him.  We arrived in Compo and spotted the wooden shack... and I will dream about that little shack for the rest of my life.  Those fried pasta balls or funnel cake balls of crack as I like to call them were so unbelievably amazing and only available from February 1st to March 20th; I plan on going back for them someday not for the city but for the balls.  

Balls of Crack!

I only had a few because I didn't want to spoil my dinner. We all got to go to a traditional medieval dinner and I was really looking forward to something other than pasta or pizza.  It was five courses of things I had never eaten in my entire life and I enjoyed about half of them.  It was so exciting trying new things and I was proud that I was brave enough to do it…especially the duck liver.  I was so full by the third course, but I found a way to make some room for the Italian cheesecake too.  We made it an early night because we were going to have an early morning and long tour the next day so we just had a night cap at Key Largo, a cute little bar in Compo and sang the only line that I know of that Beach Boys song over and over.  
Medieval Dinner

Tuesday, February 1, 2011


Yellow Rainboots in front of the Duomo
I am officially the worst blogger ever haha.  Anyway, I had a rough start on my way to Florence.  After getting done at St. Peter’s I realized that I didn’t have a copy of my passport or my visa with me and I couldn’t go to Florence without it.  In an attempt to save time I thought that I would head over to my university and just print out a copy there.  Three hours later and after running to catch every single bus, I finally arrived at the Termini train station.  I approached this experience like a had many times before in San Diego headed to LA so I wasn’t really worried, until I printed out my self-service ticket and everything was in Italian.  I started walking in the direction that every other person was and entered a giant platform and stopped dead in my tracks.  My train was going to leave in 15 minutes and I had no clue which train was mine.  I almost started crying then and there, but luckily some very nice Italian couple noticed.  They asked if I needed help, but in Italian…so I held up my ticket and mimed what I thought could potentially translate as “where the hell is it?!”  The man then held up three fingers and pointed to a train at the end of the platform.  I thanked them umpteen times as I ran to catch it.  I luckily made it on the train in time and watched Glee until I arrived in Florence to calm me down.  Matt was there to greet me and I was so excited to finally be in Florence.  That Friday we walked around the center of Florence and it was beautiful but unbelievably cold.  Florence is so small compared to Rome and it was nice to able to walk everywhere and never need to get on a bus!  We all had a very relaxing evening in Florence and enjoyed ridiculously good dark chocolate gelato and salami paninis; I also tried my very first real kebab and will never being having one of those again, but at least I tried.  Saturday we wanted to have a full day in the city so the big group of us woke up early to go shopping.  Italy has crazy sales (saldi) the last couple of weeks in January and we wanted to take full advantage.  We walked down an alley and came across the biggest market.  Tents with people selling shoes, leather jackets, purses, scarves, ceramics, etc lined blocks and blocks of the city.  I suck at haggling but somehow was able to shave five dollars of a gorgeous leather purse that smells sooo good.
View from the top
Duomo Stairs
After the guys couldn’t take shopping anymore Matt and I went to grab lunch.  I had gnocci for the first time and it was so delicious that I inhaled it.  Directly after lunch Matt and I went up to the top of the Duomo which has 463 steps to climb.  Four cheese gnocci didn’t feel so good half way up to the top, walking up a narrow, dark, spiral staircase, but it didn’t matter when we finally got to the top.  Looking down on the whole city of Florence was so beautiful and I could have stayed up there all day.  After taking pictures from every angle we made our way down which was way scarier than the way up.  I was excited for the evenings festivities which included the best pizza in Florence and my very first club experience.  The pizza was in fact the best pizza I have ever had in my life but the club on the other hand was so not my scene haha.  It was fun for a good while but then when I went to the bathroom and some drunk girl elbowed me in the face while she was trying to take a picture of herself making a stupid pose I was over the whole thing.  It had been a long and amazing day and I was ready for bed.  Sunday morning was beautiful and we relaxingly strolled down the streets until I had to catch my train back to Rome.  Florence was so perfect and I was happy to have successfully made it there and back home to Rome in one piece.  

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Necropolis under St. Peter's Basilica aka the craziest thing I've seen so far!

St. Peter's
For purposes of clarity I am going to post a couple of times today on different subjects.  Things have just been so busy here and I haven't had any time to sit and write.  I'll start with the Vatican.  I am in a religion class, Papacy and the Roman Church, and we had a onsite class on Friday to St. Peter's Square.  I woke up at the crack of dawn to get ready, pack for my weekend trip to Florence, and catch the bus.  I was so proud that I got up and out of the house on time, but this pride and excitement was soon crushed after waiting at the bus stop for an hour.  I finally got on my bus, at this point, completely freaking out that I was going to get lost, left behind, and would end up walking aimlessly around with a fifty pound bag on my back.  I got off at my stop and decided the best thing to do was to walk towards the big dome.  I entered the giant square and I thought it was a hopeless case, but luckily after trudging across in my bright yellow rainboots (on a sunny day) a kid in my class yelled out my name.  I joined the group and my excitement immediately returned.  We were going to go on a tour of the ancient Necropolis under St. Peter's Basilica.  This tour is something you have to book months in advance.  Our little group went down a steep staircase and had to maneuver ourselves through cramped, dim spaces, but the result is something I still cannot fathom.  We saw layouts of the first basilica for St. Peter, created under Constantine, that was torn down to create the one that stands today.  Some of the original foundational walls are still standing and we saw one as we moved underground.  The tour focused on the mausoleums of families that lived centuries ago.  Tombs, urns, paintings of pagan gods, inscribed stones, and offerings lined these tiny rooms.  These mausoleums were excavated under Pope Pius XII in the 1940s and 50s.  They continue in a giant strip, like a street, but only so many could be excavated because the standing basilica would be compromised otherwise.  While the mausoleums themselves are amazing sights, it was the viewing of St. Peter's bones that really hit me.  The church will not confirm for sure whether they are in fact St. Peter's remains, but the archeologist who discovered them and many others confirm it with certainty.  The church just doesn't want any possible humiliation if it turns out to be a false find.  St. Peter was crucified upside down and so the upside cross is visible in many places near his burial sight.  We entered a gorgeous tiny chapel (in the shape of the upside down cross) before going into the burial room; the gold fixtures and moldings, the intricate paintings, and the marble altar were so beautiful and unreal.  We walked into the room where the bones were visible.  Once they were discovered, they were placed in plastic boxes and laid back to rest in the original location.  We could barely see the bones, but a piece of the jaw was clearly visible.  Also visible was a portion of one of the original columns from the alter from the first basilica in honor of St. Peter.  To be honest, it was one of the most ridiculous experiences of my life.  After a moment of reflection, we exited from underground the Vatican.  As we were leaving we passed tombs of the previous popes.  The first tomb we saw after leaving the excavation sight is Pope Pius XII.  His location is purposeful as he wanted to be near his discovery of St. Peter.  A candle is lit in front of his tomb which indicates he is in the process of a bid for canonization.  We passed many popes, but we stopped in front of Pope John Paul II who is also in the bid for canonization.  He is going to be moved to the main floor of the Vatican because he is so popular and loved that people make a pilgrimage to his tomb (nuns were sobbing and praying in front of it).  It was only 12pm and I had seen so wasn't really even processing.  I still had a long day ahead of me as I started my adventure to Florence.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Finally a Free Day

At the top of the Spanish steps with Amanda

Crazy good lasagna

I got to sleep in for the very first time in Rome and boy did I need it.  Three of my roommates and I got ready for a BBQ at our John Cabot University campus and arrived only to find out the BBQ was the day before.  The only disappointment we felt was not having a free meal but we were so glad to finally not have a jam-packed, time-crunched day.  The three of us and a friend (also misinformed) went down a random alley near campus and ate a fabulous lunch at this little cafe.  We sat outside, took a leisurely lunch, and inhaled caprese and homemade lasagna.  A couple of my sorority sisters, including my little, are in Italy for a couple of weeks and called me from the top of the Spanish steps to come meet them.  The four us ran from our cafe and tried to navigate a way to the steps.  I really should have learned how to read a map before I got here, but we luckily managed to arrive to the steps (of course after getting a little lost first).  I ran up all of the steps and probably burned off my entire lunch.  It was so nice seeing people from home and just sitting at the top, looking down at the center of Rome.  After some catching up and a photo shoot my old friends and I parted ways and my new friends and I went on to explore the city on our own.  We took this time as an opportunity to get the BEST GELATO IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!  It is at this tiny shop, crowded with people fighting to get to the front of the counter.  My roommates and I aggressively made our way to the front and I got crema (vanilla) and cioccolato (chocolate) with the real whipped cream on top.  One of my roommates took her first bite, turned to me and said, "When I get to heaven, this better be there!"  It was so amazing and I cannot even put it into words how good it was.  Unfortunately, poor Eric was not as lucky as us and had to wait a long while to get his gelato.  Being a 6'4" male, wearing a Bud hat probably didn't help his case.  Meanwhile the rest of us finished eating and slyly took pictures of a group of nuns eating their four scoops of gelato from a chocolate cone each (those nuns did work).  Eric finally exited and the four of us then went on to go shopping (I told you I couldn't pace myself).  Overall it was an amazing free day in Rome and we tired ourselves out.  We waited a ridiculous 35 minutes at our bus stop to finally get on, only to be squished in like sardines; I practically was eating the girl's hair in front of me.  We got off the bus to then catch our tram and hysterically laughed our entire way home.


Saturday, January 15, 2011

I am a total tourist

Victor Emmanuel II Building
So I have signed up for every tour they have offered so far.  With my camera around my neck, backpack in tow, and headset in my ear listening to our guided tour, I couldn't look any more like a tourist.  I am in love with this city and want to see everything and learn everything.  We started in front of "the wedding cake building"which is the center of Rome, the national monument of Victor Emmanuel II (the first king of unified Rome), and only a thirty minute bus ride from our apartment.  It is a huge, gorgeous white building and absolutely indescribable.  The gates were closed today because it is the weekend, so we plan on going back to walk up the stairs and get close enough to practically ride the winged horses at the top.  This tour took us through downtown Rome and we saw the Colosseum, Trevi Fountain (still need to make my first wish though), Spanish Steps, the Parliament building, Piazza Navona, and the inside of the Pantheon.  The best gelato in all of Italy is by the Pantheon and I don't think my mouth has ever watered as much as it did  after I took my first bite of Chocolate Ricotta - sounds weird, but crazy good.  I need to go back as soon as possible because there is the cutest Gelateria in which you just pay for the cone and they give you as many scoops as physically possible and real whipped cream.  This is where the Italians get their gelato.  Despite how much I am eating, I think I have actually lost weight with all of the walking I do (thank goodness).  The tour also took us through the shopping district and I almost died!!  The middle priced stores are down one street, Corso, and then Rome's "Rodeo Drive" is just around the corner.  Dior, Missoni, Valentino, Gucci, etc = my new religion.  I have yet to actually go shopping which has been absolute torture but I have four months here so I should probably pace myself, until tomorrow that is.  We were so tired after our two and a half hour long tour and made it back to our apartment to make our first family dinner.  Luckily one of my roommates is an amazing cook and put together salad and pasta and not just any salad and pasta, but overeat it and put me in a food coma salad and pasta.  It was a fun-filled and glorious day in Rome!  

Friday, January 14, 2011

Second full day in Rome

Yesterday was my second full day in Rome. After a little less than four hours of sleep my roommates and I had to get up for our John Cabot University orientation. It was an hour long public transit commute, but worth it after we drove by the Colosseum!!! Seeing the Colosseum for the first time made this whole thing feel real. We drove over the Tiber River into Trestevere where the campus is located...absolutely gorgeous area. I couldn't stop taking photos of the cool alley ways with vines or flower boxes and shutters. I was so giddy I was practically skipping on the cobble stone. People in my program already make fun of me for the fact that my voice goes up three octaves and my eyes double in size when I get really excited about the little, but beautiful things around us. Through orientation we heard a presentation from Rick Steve's son, Andy who then invited us on a tour of some of his favorite parts of the city. That night about fifteen of us got to see the Pantheon, walk through the Camp de' Fiori, see fountains that I forget the names of and ancient egyptian obelisques. We then went into this cool restaurant right next to the Pantheon and had the most fun eating Bruschetta (dad, be proud, I actually loved the tomatoes), two types of pasta - one that I couldn't even come close to pronouncing, even after Andy tried to teach me for ten minutes, rich chocolate cake, and unlimited wine. It was a total blast getting to know everyone better and pick Andy's brain. After leaving completely stuffed we headed back to the apartment and got lost for the very first time. We had been doing so well and probably jinxed ourselves, but luckily it didn't take too long to find ourselves and we made it safely home.