Wake up, you're in Italy!

It's been 3 days in Italy and I am finally starting to feel like a part of the city. I awoke after our first night in our lovely flat to my housemate reminding me that I was in Italy, what a way to greet the day! Our top floor flat is beautiful and eclectic along with our house mother who is an amazing british ex-model.  We had our first homemade dinner by mamma Loraine (as we call her).  Turns out Italian food is a lot lighter than America thinks. I don't see any overweight Italians yet almost every meal contains some sort of starch. It's magic!  

In a few words my first day was underwhelming. I was excited to be in the city but was more interested in getting settled and falling asleep.  We had been in transit for 17 hours or so. The two days following were much more exciting.  

We did a walking tour of the city with our on-campus coordinator, John Scherpereel.  I however, only know where a few key points of the city are thus far. I think a little independent discovery is really needed to become familiar with a city.  Getting lost is a good thing in this case! 

Another lesson learned: When going out, make sure to get a cup to drink any kind of alcohol. (also bring a bottle opener!)  You feel pretty silly sitting around in a circle of 10 girls trying to open a beer bottle with a mascara tube.  Well, I am going to the opera to see Rigoletto to enjoy the culture of Florence.  

A domani! (until tomorrow!)