Kicking and Screaming (Much Love to the Gritty City)

I will not come back from this place, no matter how homesick I get. I love the city life and I cannot believe I have spent years of my life without this place. Milan and I are like this epic tragic love story, we met, we wooed, we fell madly in love, the semester ended...and I went back home?

No thanks.

I love living here, from the Clementines (tiny oranges) I buy at the Mercato to the cobblestone streets and the breathtaking monuments lit up at night, Milan and I work.

Friday was field study day. This means that our professors were to take us out on an excursion that furthered our understanding of our class. My first field study was at Mediaset Studios, there, my classmates and I were audience members for the Italian morning show, Mattina Cinque. This show is nationally syndicated and the hosts are equivalent to Regis and Kelly. We had to wake up very early and catch the metro, but we also had to dress up nicely. Needless to say, we were late, but my hair looked fantastic...in case you were wondering.



We made it to the studio and watching the show being filmed was tough because it was entirely in Italian. I was astounded at the amount I understood. Immersion is no joke.

My next field study was in Torino, so I boarded a train with my classmates and away we went. The museum in Torino was all about cinema, it had a fascinating collection of old props. We rushed home, I had some gelato. Twas a chill night.


The next night I went out to a Milanese discoteque. HOLY COW, do they know how to get down! I danced the night away. FUN FUN.

Then today I spent a lazy day at home sleeping (we got home pretty late) and procrastinating. Then I cooked dinner for my housemates and watched Harry Potter with my roommate.

I keep telling myself I'm going to sleep after this cup of tea, but I keep drinking more cups. Cammomile. <3