- Hearing the bells of the Campanile ring the hour, especially 6 and noon.
- Walking past the Duomo to school every day.
- Painting what I want, in whatever style I want.
- My awesome teachers: the painting teacher that laughed when I saluted him when saying goodbye; my fashion teacher who liked the title for my Marie Antoinette essay ("How to Dress Like an Ostrich"); my illustration teacher who gave us a cappuccino break every morning and told us hilarious stories about her life in Florence; my scatterbrained art history teacher who told me she was eager to read my final paper because she liked my writing so much.
- Cappuccini e paste per colazione!
- Parties: everyone gets their own bottle of wine.
- Hearing little kids speak Italian in squeaky voices.
- The Arno, the Uffizi, and everything beautiful.
- The excellent chocolate bars on sale at the supermarket chain Conad.
- Zecchi, the cramped art store full of everything awesome.
- Seeing the Palazzo Vecchio from my windows, especially all lit up at night.
- The beautiful Christmas decorations (see my last post), all draped over the streets and glowing everywhere.
- The rare occasion when an Italian person congratulates me on how good my Italian is.
- My friends:
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Tally ho!
I was talking to a girl at a party last night who told me that she'd been so homesick at the beginning of the semester that she'd forced herself to write a list of all the things she would miss about Florence when the time came for departure. I wasn't nearly that clever, but I like the idea, so I thought I might compose a little list here (although I only have 4 days left to really appreciate these things)
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