They Took Our Fans Away
So apparently it's fall in Italy. I know because the maids who tidy our room once a week decided we no longer had use of our amazing fan. I was very confused when I came back to our fanless room. It's sad because we use the fan as a noise machine as well, to block out the city sounds and chattering of other Centro students. I hope I can sleep deeply enough without it.
Just a quick post for now, I took a few pictures on our trip yesterday. I have two quizzes later today and must spend the day studying.
So last Tuesday when we went to Cosa it was a great hike up the hill. This week when we visited Palestrina (historically Praeneste), east of Rome to see a temple of Fortuna. It too was on a hill. This time our method of torture was stairs. So many flights of stairs. The icing on the cake is a brief exchange our head professor had with a local when we had almost reached the top (this was in Italian):
-Professor! I can show you where your bus can come.
-No need, it's a nice walk.
I do agree that it was a nice walk, and I certainly appreciated the view more since I had earned my way to the top. The temple is situated with a perfect view between two hills. You can't tell in the pictures I took, but it was engineered in a very specific location for it's view.
Friday morning (at 7:00am!) we leave for Sicily by bus. I think it will be an opportunity to do a little light reading. Thus far the only reading I've had time for has been for class and it's driving me nuts.
Look! It's me in Rome. This journal is not a ruse, I swear! The view is far more impressive in person. Even if I wasn't learning so much, and enjoying living here, this whole semester would be worth it for the wonderful scenery and beautiful things I've gotten to see. Even the bus rides to our sites are scenic and amazing.
This view is from a little lower down. The haze is still obscuring the picture, but you can see more of the town below.
This is my friend Breanne. She is enamored with Alexander the Great. She has a necklace with his picture and was very happy to find this sculpture of him.

6 Comments:
Yeah! A picture of you. I'm so happy to see you. Can't wait to show P&G when they wake up tomorrow.
Graham was telling our neighbor about his boo boo on his chin and gave all the details about how he was talking to you, "in iddullee" He was really proud of that part and gave it much emphasis.
Sorry about your fan. Can you get it back?
Em!!! I figured out how to post some lovely commentary on this! I hadn't checked back for a lil while and had lots to read! At this precise moment I do believe you are on your way to Sicily (1 am here....8 am there?)
I love all the pictures and look forward to more, but what I'm MOST looking forward to is THREE WEEKS FROM NOW!! That means you + me = Roma Togedda! In the meantime, I have to rush renewal my passport! STAT!
Oh and Mums FORCED me to watch The Bachelor Rome, but it only made me that much more excited.
Oh, and that's Steph below me, right? I thought, 'That's such a clever name, EdamameMommy! Plus, I love those asian veggies!' Pagie and Graham look so grown up! Let her know, if she ever needs a babysitter, I'm still in town!
Anyways. Keep on truckin' through your studies and soaking up every minute!
Love xoxo
Ciao, bella!
Loving the blog! So many field trips! You must still be in Sicily which is why I have gotten no e-mails responses...I hope that it was amazing, I want to go there! Looking forward to your pictures!
Emily,
Email me your Rome address now (since apparently you have gotten too good for responding to emails I have to leave a comment on your blog). Come back soon!!!!!
-Mad
ok i admit it. this is the first time im checking this. MAKE THIS A NOTE ON YOUR FACEBOOK SO ITS EASIER FOR ME TO READ! PLEASE! SEND ME YOUR ADDRESS!
hugham
Hey, do I have to NAG you before you post every time? Man, feeling like such a mom, but here goes: EMILY, puuleeeeeeeeeze write more for us! We miss you. Kids asked about you as we drove by Rice today...Paige wants Christmas to come fast because she knows you'll be home after that...
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