In Italian, "pesissimo" means "I like it a lot." This pretty much sums up my experience so far in Italy, where we have toured Rome for a week and now are staying with our respective host families. This has been the best part of the trip for me because I have been hanging out with my host sister, Cristina, and her friends for most of the time. I'm learning more Italian and I am helping Cristina and her friends with their English, which I have found to be harder than I thought it was going to be because I have been asked to explain slang terms like "sketchy."
A typical school day in my Italian family starts with me getting up earlier than Cristina and her mom (6:30) to take a shower and eat breakfast. We leave to catch the bus at 7:30, and usually end up standing and holding onto something because the bus is so full. The first day that we went to school turned out to be the last day of Monteore, which is a once-a-year celebration that they do. That day was very fun because we had one class (English) and then were let out of class to go hang out and take part in the festivities. There seemed to be different clubs meeting and doing what their clubs did- there was a dance class practicing a routine which they later showed us in the courtyard (it was very impressive), a cooking class that was cooking different things, and there was even a room set up where you could mix your own (nonalchoholic) drinks. I met most of Cristina's friends here, and immediatly bonded with a girl named Lara when she was trying to make me a drink and it exploded!
Another misadventure that I had with MIra and CJ took place in the Vatican. We were allowed to go and get lunch and wander in groups of at least 3, and Mira, CJ and I went to the post office so that Mira and I could send postcards using the Vatican stamp and CJ could buy a rosary for his mom, I think. So as we were doing those things, Mira and I looked up to find CJ so we could go eat and saw that he had left us. We ran out of the post office and went looking for him. We found him wandering around looking for us, and it turned out that he hadn't seen us in the post office so he thought that we had ditched him, we thought that he had ditched us, and so we ate in the ten minutes we had left and ran to join the group.
This is just a snapshot of the fun and crazy times I have had and will hopefully continue to have while in Italy. It's snowing now, and Cristina and I will probably go for a walk in it later. So, ciao for now!
-Emily Cox