This morning I had fam and gender at the Galleria, right next door, to visit the Virtu d'amore exhibit that's been going on the past couple months. my teacher likes to lecture outside at 9 am, which is freezing cold in florence, so i wanted to die. the good news is, i got an A on my paper, so off to a good start with that class. then we finally headed inside. we checked out the exhibit, which i had already seen with Catherine, but it was still interesting to hear her talk about some stuff, that i otherwise might not have known. women came with marriage chests in addition to dowries that had gorgeous paintings on them that symbolized different things, but mostly that they should be submissive and obedient "ye be warned" kinda messages.
i had to leave early in order to make it to campus (bus ride 1) for rehearsal at noon. sosia (character) showed up 45 min late, so we only go to run our scene once (lame). then i had fascism. fascism is baller. mussolini is such a character. i never thought he was interesting before i came here. i almost want to laugh out loud, just learning about everything he got away with. he tore down a whole bunch of buildings in rome in order to pave this huge road from the colosseum/roman forum to the capital hill so he and his troops could march there with the colosseum and roman forum in teh background. and people loved him for it. haha. i also learned about these paintings on the side of that road that show the development of the roman empire. Catherine and I walked along this road in Rome and thought "Wow. that's cool. That was nice of them to put up pictures showing how big the Roman empire got." It was incredible learning that Musso (my nickname for him) put those up during his dictatorship as a symbol of Italy's potential for expansionism, and fascist domination. baha.
after that, back to the Duomo for Italian (bus 2). it was raining. I couldn't find my class. the girl's number I had went straight to voice mail. I booked a hostel with Catherine (Fall trip is completely official: All trains and hostels booked for Vienna, Berlin, Munich, Zurich, Bern, and Geneva. Blowing my mind right now. this all happens four weekends from now [technically the Thursday before] and also marks the halfway mark, which is whack.) then I headed back to school (Bus 3). Telefono a mi mamma blew all my minutes, and then went up to the library, read some junk about Musso. and then had rehearsal again until seven. Finally worked hardcore on my big scene. It's tough, Cleanthis is all over the place (angry, sexual, confused, aggressive, sad, desperate, low) sometimes within single sentences, so it's fun piecing her together. I found out theyre going to be greying my hair for the show, hehe, cant wait to take pictures. :)
Finally I headed home (bus number 4 for the day). As i jumped off the bus, it was twilight, and even though the rain had cleared, the clouds left created a beautiful sunset. I darted across Piazza San Marco and into a Cafe for Dinner. I think I have finally, after a month, gotten the coffee shop system down perfectly.
I scooted over to the cashier.
Sera.
Sera. Un caffe' per favore. [knowing full well now that caffe' doesnt mean coffee, but an espresso shot.]
i pay him.
Grazie.
i walk over to the counter/bar to speak to the barista.
Sera. Un caffe' per favore. [and i place my receipt on the counter.]
He makes my shot and places it on the counter. I add a bit of sugar. I down the shot.
Grazie.
and out the door I go. headed down Via Ricasoli, prepared for yet another night of relentlesshomework.
con amore,
becca
p.s. 200 rome pics are up on picasa. ill blog about it....... thursday night??? after my econ prob set is turned in. unless i make serious progress on it tonight.
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