Today we met the deputy mayor of Rome. I don't know what deputy mayor is, and it seems like a definite down grade from the mayor mayor, but I guess that's pretty cool. Our school (UW) is the hosts the only program that the city of Rome pays any attention to-- at least that's what they told us-- maybe it was all a lie to make us feel special, but it worked.
After that I went to the shopping district with some of my roommates and we shopped til we dropped. Literally. I mean, figuratively. Except, tonight, while I write this, I actually think it was pretty literal. We had been planning on taking a walk tonight but when we got home tonight after dinner with the program, we felt like we would never walk again.
Shopping is good in Rome. I mean decent. It hasn't blown me away, but I feel like however obsessed I am with shopping, I have also become very picky. I put a dress back today that I think I have to go back and get. As they say, when in Rome, buy all the cloths. But the clothes are cute, pretty standard-- I feel like fashion is pretty universal in this world of globalization. We found a store that could have passed for a Macy's-- four stories high and clearly a chain. Someone said it is actually an international store so maybe I'll find one back home. I bought two shirts in total today. We all want to go back again soon and shop for more!
Now I hurt everywhere. My toes, my ankles and my heels all hurt the most. I thought I walked a lot in Seattle-- nope, here is ridiculous. Everyone is so worried they are going to get fat on this trip, meanwhile I'm excited to get toned! I have two blisters so far and one of them hurts like hell. I've been wearing good walking shoes too!
If I have to whip out my running shoes for tomorrow I will be disapointed. I've worked very hard to dress nice here-- I want to be cute in Rome! Plus, with everyone snapping pictures of our experiences I don't want to look crappy. Most girls on the trip seem to be following suit I've noticed-- but there are a few girls who didn't get the memo: I thought it was pretty well established that Italian culture demanded a slightly fancier dress code. Oh well, I guess they don't give a fuck.
Tomorrow we have our second day of classes (almost one week in and only two days of class so far?!) and that should be cool. We also are starting our "internships" tomorrow-- which I have no idea what to expect for that so we will see.
Cheers for shopping and looking good-- and being exhausted afterwards!
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