Crazy Twilight Fans

Oh wow, where to begin.

Today I woke up to Andrea unpacking her bag as I lay there in silence, I get up look out the terrace and the sun is shining in on me. Man it was hot, so I laid down in bed and tried to wake up. I then ask Andrea what she is doing, but she was simply trying to get her clean clothes together. Btw, it's hot and we get sweaty and some of our clothes stink. Good thing we can wash them today.

So we finally get up and go downstairs to get breakfast. Cereal, milk, water, breads, croissants, cheese, pizza, nutella, and other goodies are all set out neatly in the dining area as we get our plates together.  This little italian woman walks out and tells us buon giorno (good morning) and asks if we want orange juice, caffe, or cappuccino. Orange juice and coffee is what it is. Then she asked us something else in english but her funny little accent got in the way of us hearing it correctly, we simply just shook our heads no.

We go and make our way to a little table and sit down to start our meal.  The lady brings out our orange juice (which is definitely bright orange almost reddish) and our little cups of espresso. Little, yes, like a little cup and saucer that small children would play with. It was more of a shot glass if nothing else.

The espresso was stout and the oj was hot (and apparently freshly squeezed). Italians don't like their drinks cold, everything is room temperature. So we fix our espresso and did a very american thing and put milk in it. Much better.

As we try to choke down our coffee, Andrea mentions how nice it would be to have a cold cold drink..with ice. "I wonder if they would understand what ice means," she asked, "We could use hand motions." So we sit there for the next few minutes acting out what we would do "bbrrr" rub our arms and make little ice cubes with our fingers. They'd probably think we were on drugs.

So then I tell Andrea that I know enough spanish and italian is kind of like spanish that maybe we could try and communicate. Too bad I don't know the word for ice in spanish. So I say "fria en mi bebita." Cold in my drink, surely that could help. The lady never comes back so we just get up and go get ready for the day.

So we finally hit the streets... everything, EVERYTHING is uphill. We should have killer legs by the end of this trip.

We take fun pictures, the city is beautiful and look for Piazza Grande. We finally find it and freak out because the italy part of New Moon was filmed here. We take pictures in front of the door (hello bella and edward kissing scene) and on the alley that bella is supposed to come out of or something.

We looked for forever walking around this tiny uphill town looking for the place that Alice pulls the porche up to but never could find it. Finally when we get back to the room, we look at a picture and come to find out we had passed it a million times. Nice.

Almost every restaurant has a New Moon meal. They're proud of that.

We found some cool shops with awesome scarves, leather purses, jewelry, and shoes. By the way, everything is handmade here. I might cave in a by a purse at "T-Nobile" though. A lot of stores have cheap little knick knacks so I might buy some gifts here. Don't get your hopes up though.

Not much to say about today, just go look at the pictures on facebook. PIctures are worth a thousand words.

Buon Giorno everyone,

Gabby

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