So last week I went to a 4 day AFS (the organization that I came to Italy with) camp in Cervia, which is about 2 hours north of PS. Giorgio. It was ok. There were students from all over the world: Honduras, Serbia, Bosnia, America (of course), San Domenico, Thailand, Japan, Argentina, and Brazil. That part was cool. But it wasn't cool that there was only one bathroom for 8 girls and that the day I came home (Sunday) there was a huge public transportation strike. In Italian, strike = sciopero. They happen all the time and it's really annoying.
Anyway I was supposed to get home at 5 and I ended up getting home at 9. And then we went to the disco so I was pretty dead on Monday.
What else
I wasn't too happy to be at the camp. It was pretty predictable. We had to talk about our feelings about going home and what we've learned and what we're taking from the experience. I would have preferred to sit on the beach all day and stay with my host sister and my friends. I have such limited time here (17 more days!) so I want to spend every moment with the people I actually care about... not strangers.
Also, everyone knew each other because there was an AFS camp in October but because I only came for 6 months, I wasn't there in October and I didn't know anyone. The food was horrible.... the activities were boring... etc.
But it did make me think about how precious my time here is and how sad I am to be going home. Ludo is going on a school trip the week I leave so we have to say goodbye to each other in 11 short days. We've made all kinds of plans for the future but I feel like I'm losing my sister and it's painful.
Truthfully, I am so scared to come home. I want to see my family, friends, & dog (obvs) but I'm afraid. I'm afraid to forget the people I've met and the things I've learned and the way I feel in this moment. I wish I could explain how I feel better... or even understand it, but I don't. When I think about coming home, I either feel numb or start crying so that's a positive sign that things will go well.
For me, the experience doesn't feel complete. My life here isn't finished. I wish I could do more. I don't know what it is I want to do but... just more. Live fuller. I don't know how, because I feel like I've been living pretty fully but I don't know. I somehow have regrets.
I always have regrets with every experience. I always want to do things a second time, to make sure I learned from my mistakes. But, of course, that's not possible.
So that's where I am right now. I think this post is more for me than anyone else but hopefully y'all got something out of it!!!!
Baci. Ciao.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Typical summer day in porto san giorgio
sleep until 1
lunch with mom & ludo to discuss previous night's events
beach until 8 to take the sun & play briscola http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Briscola
shower
eat dinner with entire fam
go out all night...chalet hop...sit in the car to stare at the stars...discoteca...watch our friends dj....fall asleep on the beach
repeat
lunch with mom & ludo to discuss previous night's events
beach until 8 to take the sun & play briscola http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Briscola
shower
eat dinner with entire fam
go out all night...chalet hop...sit in the car to stare at the stars...discoteca...watch our friends dj....fall asleep on the beach
repeat
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
La scuola e finita!
Finalmenteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I never have to go to high school again!
Except to get my diploma when I get home but that doesn't count. Ok. So what have I been doing since Saturday.
Going to the beach//staying out to all hours of the night. It's fantastic. Tomorrow I'm going to a waterpark with Ludo & all her friends. From Thursday morning until Sunday night I have to go to an AFS camp thing to talk about my experience and how to handle coming home etc.. I'm really annoyed because I only have like 3.5 weeks left and I want to spend them with my friends not with AFS but if I have to.. I have to.
Alright that's it for now. Love y'all. Ciao.
Except to get my diploma when I get home but that doesn't count. Ok. So what have I been doing since Saturday.
Going to the beach//staying out to all hours of the night. It's fantastic. Tomorrow I'm going to a waterpark with Ludo & all her friends. From Thursday morning until Sunday night I have to go to an AFS camp thing to talk about my experience and how to handle coming home etc.. I'm really annoyed because I only have like 3.5 weeks left and I want to spend them with my friends not with AFS but if I have to.. I have to.
Alright that's it for now. Love y'all. Ciao.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
PSG's philharmonic orchestra + scoglio pasta
My Italian mom presented a concert on Sunday in PS. Giorgio!!!!!!!!
mammina's dressing room
Porto San Giorgio's theater
the ceiling of the theater is unique because (ok the sound operator explained to me in Italian so I'm not totally sure what it does) I think it used to heat the theater using light from the sun
it's the only one of it's kind in Italy
1/3 in Europe
and the oldest
more of the theater
Presenta Sabrina Capponi!!!!!
the orchestra
Ludo & mammina
:)
Elena is really a genius with my hair
flowers near the church
so gorgeous
scoglio pasta is buonissima
Saturday night
Love y'all
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