Yesterday morning we went over to the school to pick up our books. It was nice not spending half a fortune like at home. Steph and I stopped for coffee at this adorable cafe right next to the school. All of the cafes are called bars and they are on every corner. They sell the most random things from cioccolata to lighter fluid. I'm getting pretty good at ordering things in Italian. Vorrei meaning I would like is probably the number most useful word in the Italian language. Premesso is also important. It means excuse me when trying to pass. Italians may drive crazy but they are the slowest walkers.
We checked out the market after and it was amazing. I could spend an entire day just walking around. There are three streets filled with leather and scarf kiosks. It is so overwhelming. There are people everywhere so it's the pickpocketing zone. We had our first close call when a man went up to Steph and told her to hold her bag in front of her because there was someone trying to get into her bag. The food market is even more amazing. It's like a flea market for food. There are cheese stations, meat stations, dried fruit which was absolutely delicious, and oil stations. For meat they have the actual animal hang from the ceiling and chop off the pieces you want. Its very intimidating. We put off on ordering that for another time.
On Sunday we decided to try to find McDonalds. Needless to say we spent the entire day walking around looking for it and it was about a block from our apt. The food was so good though. So much better than home, I didn't feeling nauseous after. Two things that are different are that they have chicken nuggets with Spanish and mozzarella. They were out yesterday but I plan on going back at some point to get those. They also have waffle fries that were soooo good. I don't normally eat fast food but it was nice to have something that reminded me of home. The place is nicer that most American restaurants too and has two floors of seating.
At night we walked around and got some gelato. I got carmello it was so good. They people in there were making fun of us for our terrible Italian. The good thing is we get better as the days go on. Miss you all Ciao!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
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