Each language has its own personality and now that I can (more easily) speak Italian, I feel like I've been given a second identity. I'm not sure if I can explain, but I'll try. English, for me, is exact and static. I can express my most complex, personal thoughts in English. It's my native language and I'll always love it. But Italian is gorgeous. I can't breathe when I speak Italian because all the words connect like a song and there isn't time for something as trivial as breathing. It's urgent, sweet, and calming all at once.
Ludo and I have been going out, attending birthday parties and dinners, hanging out in the shalets on the beach. I love Ludo's friends. I go to Italian lessons every Tuesday and Friday with another exchange student with AFS from Japan - Risa. Our tutor, Alice, is the daughter of my host mother's cousin. Italy is a very small country haha. Anyway, she's incredibly helpful.
All in all, I finally feel adapted. I understand the daily routine. I'm comfortable with the daily routine. There are ups and downs but I know I can handle them.
Yesterday my host family - and their extended family - went to a 5 hour lunch to celebrate my host dad and his brother's birthdays. It was delicious. Mi piace tanto.
Ludo's cousin - Tomasso
Picture of my school - Ludo and I were doing some intense Google mapping yesterday
center of PS Giorgio
Tomorrow is St. George's Day!!! And because I live in Porto San Giorgio, that's a big deal. Wednesday is one of Ludo's best friend's (Benadetta) birthday party. Thursday is the day of Italian independence (aka we don't have school) so my host family is taking me to Urbino, an ancient city about an half and a half north of PS. Giorgio. Anddddddd that's about it. Ok love y'all. A dopo!
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