1. I got to rehearse on the actual stage today with the actual director and he seemed pleased with what I did2. I walked up to an italian restaurant with an italian person with me, and instead of allowing him to make the reservation for dinner, I did it myself
3. The hotel doorman complimented me on how well I'm coming along in my italian skills
4. I had dinner with 6 Italian people and wasn't even afraid to talk with all of them listening to me
This is the view from my balcony of my tiny but bustling street. I still didn't do laundry today. It's turning into a desperate situation. And for my friends the Bullocks, who posted the comment that I should send my laundry to them because it would get done quicker - the only thing open less often than the banks and shops is the post office. I think you might even need permission from the Pope to go there. A domani.
3 comments:
Hey-
It's your younger audience speaking- aka Kate. I have religiously been checking your blog and love how vivid your writing is. Are so sure you didn't tote me across the ocean in your luggage? It sure feels like it to me. I love your lengthy interpretations despite what Will says.
So the post office isn't open, huh? Can you tell the Pope that I really do want some gelato? It would be great if he could bend the rules for this sugar deprived teenager before she goes "postal". Heh heh. Write me any time.
xoxo,
Kate
hola yenny! i've been too tired to read lately, but i wanted to say hi. ps i think will is probably right.... hee hee
Well, Will is a busy fellow...I, having oodles of time, think your terrific blogs are not long enough!
p.s.
I could come over and do your laundry....Hmmmm?
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