Yay for weekends with friends! So Friday Liz and I just hung around Trento with my friends here, and then Saturday we went up to Bolzano, about 40 minutes north, to explore the town and its Germanness (my region is split into the Italian and the German regions…it was so weird, everything is in both languages there, it really made me appreciate how comfortable I am with Italian, being surrounded by a language I understand nothing of!). Anyways, there wasn’t a whole lot to see really. We tried to go to the castle in town, but it was closed for repairs (bastards), so we just got to see it from a distance. Then we went to the archeological museum (which was the whole reason we came to Bolzano in the first place over Verona, because as soon as Liz saw that the Iceman—the 5000 year old guy discovered like 14 years ago frozen in the Alps—is at the museum in Bolzano, that decided it for her), which was nifty. It started with the Stone Age (boring) and worked its way up to the interesting stuff (Roman and early medieval). It was actually kinda cool, because the stuff in the early medieval section was stuff I’d just learned about in my medieval history class. Anyways, we headed back before dinnertime (spent like 5 hours total there, and saw plenty…small towns around here).
(pictures are up, btw, photos.yahoo.com/berkeleybunny Oh yeah, and I also put up the Venice pictures…one of them is a group shot we took, and this woman was waiting to cross the bridge but she was waiting til we took the picture, which was nice, but she was leaning into the shot so you can totally see her! Which I think is hilarious. Oh damn, I just looked at it, and it’s blurry!! Bloody hell. Oh, and you can also see the campanile that ours is modeled after…and sure, that one is the original, but really, I think ours is prettier. Completely unbiased, I am, of course. The two other girls from Berkeley and I all took our picture together in front of the Campanile, in honor of Cal. We took one from really far away, so you could see as much of it as possible, but you can’t see us like at all! You can just make out three figures in coats.)
(I've also created a new special feature here at RevaItalia, called "Reva's walk to class." That's right, I took a series of pictures along my walk to class from my apartment, so it's almost like you too are going to class in Italy! You can see it on yahoo, too. I think mostly that one's for my mom. =) )
Liz headed back to Siena in the morning so she could get back home in time for dinner. We had fun…it was nifty. =) Of course, then I started freaking out about finals coming up soon (does that not sound like the weirdest thing ever??) and started trying to figure out my schedule here for the remaining time I’m in Italy…I really only have like 11 weeks left, or just a bit less, actually. I can’t believe it! I’m trying to work my schedule magic, though, so I’ll be done super early and then hopefully I can just spend my last couple of weeks traveling or whatnot. But I digress. So I panicked and spent Sunday studying etc (Sundays are so boring here…there is just absolutely nothing to do, everything is closed, everything!). This morning my friend and I went back to the canile (dog shelter) to give volunteering a try again. But it was a disaster. My friend's alarm didn't go off, so we left late. Then we either took the wrong bus or took the right one in the wrong direction somehow (I swear it said 1 on it!), and so we got there like a half an hour later than we would have otherwise (which already was late). Then when we finally showed up, there was no one there to let us in! We waited for like 15 minutes, rang the bell, and there was nobody but the dogs. How ridiculous. Luckily we made it home, but what a waste of a morning that could have been productive. Or with more sleep. Went to Shakespeare class this afternoon and got to do some more reading...woo. =) I tried buying a couple of books for my Cold War class, but one of the bookstores is closed on Monday (the one I ordered book one from), of course, and the other one I'm having trouble finding because it's in english. Hmph.
My roommate came home tonight, but only for a week, thank goodness. I like her, I really do, but I can’t take living with so many people anymore, and at least this will give me peace in my own bedroom. I’ve decided I don’t care if I might go insane and talk to inanimate objects (not a word, Liz! Not a word), I can’t stand never being alone anymore. If I can’t convince one of you people reading this to be my super cool roommate, I’ll just live alone, I think. I always thought living alone would be impossible, but now I’m starting to believe it’d be better than just living with a random person (or people). At least I’d have my own space. I must be getting old or something.
I have more to say, but I think I'll save it for another day when you aren't drowning in words. =)