i cant believe i went swiming

9/20/07
So yesterday i went for a ridiculously long walk. and I found a bunch of wonderfully tacky (tho over priced) thrift stores. i am seeing a black and gold lame prom dress in my future (this will have to be stolen by my exceptional FBI spy abilities because i am broke)

and!

I found a wonderful vynl store, and about a bajillion outdoor markets. Kind of like the giant meat market/ resurtant on aurthur ave in the bronx

i found a riding stable online, that offers lessons. either in packages in ten or 20, sooo hopefully i can whip myself back into my former horse self. (riding may be the only thing in life where i am graceful).
hopefully i will find some more treasures on the way. as i have been told by my host family, now that i can use decent broken italian.. or more so spalatalian, that there is a GIOMORPHOGARGANTUENORMOUPHOSPHORESCENTLY HUGE outdoor market there.

i went into a shitty bar last night, and as soon as i walked in the door a group of frat kids started kareoking to sweet home alabama. i immedietly left.

this was followed by an equally classy

hip hop club

i have to admitt i had a blast.

being the sober sally i was, i danced up quite a storm.

my friend courntey however, was really drunk, and happens to be a hysterical but good dancer. there were these three scantly clad italian women dancing pretty fiercely (when i say the word fierce its like gay man vioce times a thousand) so she promptly had a dance off with them, as i egged her on. and she danced them off the floor. i was a proud mother.

so i was going to go to Sienna today. buti think ill wait until next weekend. and tomorrow i may go hiking on the coast. iam going to say that with the utmost nonchalance to make you more jealous.

tonghit im headed to a night spot that kind of reminds me of Lit. theres some band playing. then tomorrow night.... biannual rave in a bombed out train station!!!!!!

my life is disgusting.

9/ 22/ 07

My weekend began with raw eggs

Momma lucia made dinner, and normally she will make some kind of tomato omelete.
not tonight.
its was stewed tomatos.... that had raw eggs slimeing across the plate.

and

i ate it.
somehow.
:::::shudder::::

i mean, I love eggs, but i only like my eggs very scrambled .They were so raw. raw raw.
but thats enough of that anecdote..
so none of my plans were actualized this weekend. no rave unfortunetly.
but friday i explored a couple new markets. and bought two coats. because i forgot to bring one. ones a vintage green plaid, and one is a vintage red plaid with a fur stol around the collar.
i think they look pretty sassy.
i then bought the movie in and out (making it the first movie ive seen since iver been here.) to show my friends hat my town looks like bc it was filmed in northport.

i also bought Woody Allen's "everything you wanted to know about sex but were afriad to ask" because its a classic
and a giant fuschia sweater.

saturday morning, woke up at 530am, and took a 3 hour train ride to Cinque-terra. the approprietly named carribean of the mediterraineannnm

and it was amazing

its a set of five (cinque) lands (terra) connectes by 2 mile mountain hikes
on these huge cliffs that just straight into the clearest water i have ever seen..
so we scaled a cliff and found a secluded beach. we then jumped off a 20 foot rock and swam in unexplainably clear water.
the water was about 60 feet deep (which was terrifying as we had been told to look out for white sharks) but you could see the bottom. it might have been the best day of my life.
we watched the sun set over the water from a rope bridge with a bottle of vino rosso, salty and exhausted. ( i have a picture that does not do it justice at all.) we got home late, had delicious pizzza. and i went to bed.
i am so serious. i do something amazing every weekend.
next weekend sienna and ravenna
the weekend after, London.
the weekend after sicily
the weekend after venice.
the weekend after dublin, berlin, barcelona.