Ciao, ragazzi! Scrivo di Italia! (Hello, everyone! I write from Italy)
I've been meaning to post something up for quite some time, but I also wanted to include some pictures in my post, and sadly, I forgot to pack the USB chord that transfers pictures to a PC with me. Therefore, this will be a moslty pic-less post. I do, however, have one picture that was stolen from a friend's facebook account...

... and here it is.
Here I am with one of my fellow students, Wesley, in Narni, Italy (or Narnia, as it was called in Latin), showing the Narnians just how gangster we roll. We went to Narni on an excursion with all the students that came on the trip. That castle you see in the background is a monastery inhabited by one (1) monk. Yes, one. He lives in that giant castle by his friggin' self. We actually hiked all the way over there, and the bastard wouldn't even let us in. Oh well.
So far, my trip has been utterly amazing. It started off on the wrong foot when my flight had an overlay in Dusseldorf, Germany, though.
Upon arriving in Dusseldorf, the first thing my girlfriend and I tried to do was hail a cab (which in Germany, are almost all Mercedes-Benz'). The first cabby we hailed gave us this response when we asked him how much it would run us to get to our hotel:
"Do you need a taxi, or not?"
I guess it's true that many Europeans do not like Americans.
After our silent taxi ride, we arrived at our hotel, changed, and attempted to explore Germany for the few hours in which we'd be in the country. We tried to get onto the public tram, only to have the door slam shut in our face when we tried to get on. We looked over at the tramdriver, confused. She threw some crazy raindance looking gesture at us, and she took off.
That was my welcome to Europe.
A day later, we arrived in Rome, and thank the heavens that it has been exponentially better ever since. We took a private bus with our fellow students and two of our professors to Perugia, Italy, where we now live (until July 31).
Perugia's beauty is indescribable. It's a medieval city that is built on top of a mountain, composed of sloped roads, and gives the illusion that the buildings are stacked upon one another. The landscape was something of a shock to someone that is accustomed to Miami's below-sea-level surface. I live in a ridiculously small apartment, with a roommate, on the third floor of an old building (that doesn't have an elevator, ugh!) that is about a three minute walk from the heart of Perugia, which is where all the nice shops, restaurants, and beautiful people can be found. The main street is called
Corso Vannucci, and if you've ever been to Lincoln Road in Miami, then you kind of get the picture of what
Corso Vannucci is like.
Since arriving in Perugia, we've traveled to Rome and Florence via train.
In Rome, we went to Vatican City, went inside St. Peter's Basilica, and then immediately realized that for the rest of our lives we will never again see anything remotely comparable to its beauty. It's also a bit creepy at the same time. The interior of St. Peter's Basilica is 101 percent adorned with some sort of sculpture, painting or luxurious tile. And it's not like the church is small -- it is the largest church in the Catholic world. It's scary to imagine the power and wealth the church must've amassed to decorate the church as splendidly as they have. I had forgotten that Michaelangelo's
La Pietà is on display there too, so I was in for quite a pleasant shock as soon as I walked in. I had never been so close to any of the Renaissance master's works.
La Pietà by Michaelangelo
I'd get used to being up close and personal with universally famous works of art as time progressed, though. After the Basilica, we hiked around the Vatican's wall over to the Sistine Chapel. I was overwhelmed when I layed eyes upon the real Sistine ceiling, it got me a bit teary-eyed just thinking that at twenty years old, I was actually doing what I had dreamt of doing since I was in middle school.
The next day, we checked out
il Coliseo, which again, made me catch my breath upon entering. To realize that the ground you stand over has
thousands of years of history trapped within it is an indescribable experience.
The following weekend, we traveled to Florence, in which I got to experience the
David, Botticelli's
Venus, some more Michaelangelo paintings and sculptures, a couple Carvaggios, a few da Vincis, and countless other works that, altough I was not previously familiar with, were equally intriguing.
David by Michaelangelo
The Birth of Venus by Sandro Botticelli
In Florence, I also got to see the Duomo, the Bronze Doors by Botticelli, and I haggled some of the merchants in the market for a tripod (from €10 to €5) and bracelet (from €20 to €8) for my girlfriend. Good times.
This weekend I stayed in Perugia to enjoy the Umbria Jazz festival, which has been going on since the ninth of July, I think. We saw KJ Denhert and Alicia Keys perform last night, which is something we probably could've done back home, but back home, we can't see her in Italy :P. Stay tuned, for next weekend, we plan to venture to Pompeii! I can't wait.
Doppo, amici! (Later, friends!)