So, I was going to wait until Friday to post (because that will be exactly one month since I arrived in Rome), but I have had many requests for updates, and I did want to tell you about some really really weird stuff I ate today.
I had lunch at Nonna Carmen's house like usual, I was basically done, and then they told me to try this stuff called "mustarda". It looked like apple sauce and they told me it was like marmalade but very spicy I assumed they used the wrong word, and were describing the cinnamon in the apple sauce being a spice. So I took a normal sized spoon full and WOAHHHH MAMMA! That was like eating a chunk of wassabi (that green stuff you get with sushi)!!! Geez. Nonna Carmen, Nonno Loris, and Alessia were all laughing at me. Apparently my face was really red, and they said that I probably felt the spice coming out my ears. Then they pointed to bread and were like "pane! Sara, mangia pane!" So I frantically ripped the piece of bread in front of me trying to get the darn taste out of my mouth. After a few minutes of "mangia pane" my mouth was mine again. It's so weird how when you eat something like that all your brain can register is what you are feeling/tasting. It takes deep thought to figure out how to get rid of the taste. Anyway, I am fine now, but that was an intresting experience to say the least.
Other than that, I did not do much this week.Let's see, what did I do last weekend? Saturday the 29th I went to Anna's (a girl in my class) birthday party at BBQ in Tribano. That was fun! Last Sunday the 30th, I spent the day with the host family at Enrico's rugby tournament in Treviso, then later arround 5:30, I went to the piazza (center of town) with Michela (another girl in my class) and we got gelatto and walked arround.
As far as the language goes, I am still really struggling, but every day gets better. I randomly can pick up what people are talking about, but usually I just stand there in the circle of friends looking at everyone, trying to find words I know. I still don't understand much in school. I always look forward to english class, listening to everyone's english, smiling when they struggle with a word or use the wrong one (no, I'm not being mean, I just think it's cool how people learn a language. I do/will do the same thing many times these first few months). I also taught my class that there is a BIG difference between ice hockey and laccrosse. I love how you have to explain things like this to them, things that everyone knows in the USA, they don't always know but they want to know. It's cool :) My math teacher is really helpful. She offered to work with me one period that she did not have a class because she noticed that the way she teaches math, is different from what I am used to and she wanted to help me.
Well I think I will go get some gelato now. :) Ciao!
