The past week has brought nothing but sunshine and puppies on Corso Vannucci. Unfortunately, I rarely get the chance to take a stroll down this main street during school days. This weekend has proven to be beautiful, however. One of my flat mates and I went on a run which started at our apartment. There was about an 1/8 mi downhill jaunt before a treacherous 1/4 mi uphill death stretch. After that, our run continued downhill until we reached the cemetery. The tombs which surrounded us could have been the setting for Phantom of the Opera, were we not in Italy. 40 minutes later, we were still gawking at the majesty the cemetery exuded. As the wind picked up, I began to freeze in the shorts I was wearing, so we began the trek home. There was no way we could run it our legs were made of pure lead by this point. To make matters worse, every person we passed gave us the most inquisitive stares. "Runners" are not a common sight on the streets of Perugia, least of all runners who are walking in the dead of winter in shorts and a bright yellow WILLIAM & MARY sweatshirt. Per fortuna, I don't understand enough Italian or Perugian dialect to understand all that was being yelled at us from a particular vespa.
Today is a day for fotos and shopping after the pausa.
...it is finally worth the 8 hour flight to get here.
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yay, I am glad you are 1. happy and 2. sporting the obnoxiously bright colored WM attire =).
I saw your sister today at APO meeting and she said someone called her "Dani" today for the first time in many years. Apologies ahead of time if I am stealing her story to tell you =P
Sweet. That hasn't happened in a long time. I like it;)
People can spot me from a mile away. It's ridiculous.
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