Weekend sunshine and bug bites.

14. That is the number of mosquito bites I have. 5. That is the amount located on my face. Not fun to say the least. With this beautiful heat and sunshine, comes the mosquitos.
Saturday was spent at the Bargello Museum, San Lorenzo Market, and long walks outside.
I went to dinner with a huge group of people, had eggplant, pasta and wine. After we all went out to Cafe Bigalo and Rex. Chloe and I had said at the beginning of the night that we would stay out allll night. And we did. We ran around the city from bar to bar and had a great time. Because of the time change (yes, unfortunately it does change here) we didn't get home until about 5. It was a ball.
We woke up and went to the American diner, I had eggs benedict and a peach ice tea. Went home, showered, did laundry, skyped and did homework, then went to bed early, exhausted.
Monday I had class cancelled so Laura and I went with Michaela and her friends to a park nearby and laid out in the sunshine.
Last night we went to a bar called the Old Stove and did trivia night. I was on an all girls team vs 4 other teams, mostly made of guys. It was fun because everyone playing were GIF students and we all knew each other. Our first two rounds didnt go that well, but when we got to the History round, Kira and I dominated and got almost every question right. We ended up in a tie for second place. Thankfully the guys that won are of the more generous, so they spent their 50 euro bar tab winnings by buying everyone who played a drink. It was a ball.
Today I only had Italian class. We were supposed to go to a piazza down the street, but Russo's neck was bugging her. She brought us freshly baked Foccacia bread and the seven of us chowed down on it. Wednesdays are always funny because all seven of us always go out on Tuesday nights, so class is always a fun time the next day. We ended up not opening our books once. She said "ask me questions" and we did. We asked about what Easter was like in Florence and from there the conversation somehow got into life stories. Russo told us about how she has lived in Florence her entire life. About living here during WWII and what she saw. About politics, wars in general, and life lessons. We finally figured out her age because we asked how old she was during the war. 15 in 1945, so she was born in 1930. She is just as old as we had guessed. She was giggling at herself that we won the fight and tricked her into giving us dates. It was a wonderful day. We started out all speaking in Italian, but at some point it switched to English which was nice because we got a lot more out of what she was saying.
Russo is a great lady. A lot of people dont like her, Im truly not sure why. She is great. I cant believe she is still coming to school every day and teaching all day long at her age. She amazes me. After today's talk I think we all left class with more respect, love and reverence to her.
I came home to the smell of cauliflower and pasta. Excited for lunch.
Ciao.