<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:41.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO ITALY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-4310940716884239066</id><published>2008-07-01T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:08:48.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last One</title><content type='html'>My stomach is twisting and turning, I feel really hot, my head is unclear, I can't identify my emotions, I'm dead tired.............. Tomorrow at 6:45am I begin my journey home. Back to the USA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd better squeeze in one last blog on my last night here in Sanluri, Sardegna, Italia. Just be prepared now for the spelling errors and English mistakes. It happens haha. These last months have been ones I will never forget. Jumping back to May, I was very busy.... it was the last month of school. I became very close with my school mates and even a lot more closer with my friends in my town. Even more, my volleyball team. We took first at a tournament we had that was at this beautiful beach town. We stayed in a 5 star hotel, and really had a blast together!!!  After that, I was very busy at school with the last tests and reports, but more importantly, very busy with going to the beach as much as possible :) Every chance I got, I jumped on the bus to Cagliari for the day or two, to go to the beach with all my friends! The water is unbelievable I still can't get over it....I get in and think I can drink it its so clear, until the salt overwhelms all my senses ahah. And at this time its at such a nice temperature you can stay in there for hours!!!! AHH I am going to miss it! But back on track..yeah..school, beach, friends...all amazing. The last weekend before school got out, me and 5 other exchange girls did two days of windsurf lessons!! It was soo fun! I was born to surf I swear...I never wanted to get off the board. And windsurfing is even more exillerating because once a strong draft comes along, you are OFF and have to hold on tight!!! It was super fun I can't wait to do it again. June 10th was my last day of school...It was sad!!!! No crazy parties or year book signing like in America, but saying goodbye to everyone was really strange and really did make me realize how much I had grow to love my mates from the year. After school ended I had 5 days to totally prepare for my tour, and even for my journey home to the states right after I returned. I started getting my bags completely ready (which included donating/throwing away at LEAST 150 pounds of things, no exaggeration!!) and doing the final things for the trip. I went to the beach a few times, said goodbye to a bunch of people, was stressin out a lot...but then Sunday the 15th arrived and me and Erica Gale were off to see Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe me...WE SAW EUROPE!! Sadly not EVERYTHING but the main cities we totally know like the back of our hands now! We started in London. It was cool, just a crazy city, the coolest accents, things to see, very fast moving, chaotic..but cool! I liked seeing big ben, and riding around in the famous red double deck buses! We stayed in a hostel right in the center which was so nice, and had lots of fun. Next came Dublin. SOO CUTE! Seriously it was sooo cute I loved Ireland! It was totally typical, rainy days, cute, calm Irish streets, and AMAZING friendly Irish people! They were the nicest for sure. We started off the first night with going to an Irish music and dance show....AHHHH it was sooo cool we absolutly loved it!! The Irish dancing, you know like river dancing..lord of the dance....was so good, all live right in front of us...they were so good! In Dublin we also went to a few live music Irish pubs which were fun and good entertainment, and Erica says the beer was good ahah. We toured the Guiness Beer factory thing, it was interesting. We saw a cute little castle.....Other then that we just enjoyed walking around in the rain and talking to people and hearing their cool accents and stories! We then flew into Amsterdam for one night...and seeing as we only had one night...we decided to not book a hostel and just see the whole city and do everything with our short time...and I don't regret a single decision! We started off with a beautiful boat tour through the AMAZING canals....I have never seen a place like this in my life! It is absolutly beautiful, I fell in love with the unique architecture and beautiful canals..and the best part...EVERYONE RIDES A BIKE THERE! No joke. EVERYONE has a bike. They are cute old bikes, the locals even told us that bikes get stolen all the time, and thats no big deal because the mikes cost only like 10 euros. What makes them mad is thier nice expensive locks that go missing or broken! They have bike lanes everywhere, signals, everything..its awesome! No traffic or car smoke or anything, just a bunch of bikers with little bells zooming around! I loved it! We then were able to watch one of the Euro 2008 soccer tournament games.....Holland won! It was so cool to be traveling Europe during this tournament and seeing all the games in the different countries who were playing..so much fun!! After we went to a discotec..which was by far the strangest discotec I have ever been to! The dutch have a total unique and crazy style of dressing and dancing..ahah me and Erica were just laughing our heads off most the time! It was so weird! But so much fun! By the time we left, it was already light outside! ahaha so the new day started, we saw more of the city, and ate a wonderful dutch pancake breakfast (free from the friends we made) and then went to the airport.......where we found out we were too late for  our flight because we misread the time! That blew, but luckily a train to Berlin was leaving right away that we caught. The 7 hour ride was perfect to catch up on some lost sleep! In Berlin we stayed with other friends, which was nice. We finally got to eat a few real meals in a row. We saw some of the city, and enjoyed some relax time. Also there we saw the soccer game where Turkey won...and if you didn't know, Germany is FULL of Turkish people, Berlin is even refered to as the second Istanbol...so after that game the city was in an uproar of crazy celebrating Turks! It was great. After Berlin we flew into Paris..beautiful Paris. There we started out with a bike tour which was fantastic. We saw a lot of the city and had a great English guide who has lived there for 10 years or so. Its absolutly beautiful there. Apart from the thousand museums and major things to do there, it is so nice just to relax at a parisian park, lay in the grass and drink some wine while chatting with a few friends. But really thats what they all do there! Its great. Erica and I did have a nice picnic..and even fell asleep for a good hour or two no problems. In Paris we also climbed the sparkling lighted Eiffel tower at night, saw the whole city from way above (beautiful) entered the Louve museum, saw good ol' Mona Lisa and some other fantastic art.......Notre Dame was amazing.....And yeah we had a good time. Next came Barcelona! Espana!! It was beatiful, the sun was shining hot, and the beach was calling our name! So we checked into our hostel, got on our swims, and went right to the Barcelona beach, where everyones half naked, and the waves were big! It was nice to be back at the beach, but it was also very interesting to see how different the water was then the beautiful paradise waters of Sardegna! It was nice still..but no where near the luxurious Med sea around my little Island here! Anyways in Barcelona we got to see a lot of Gaudi's amazing sturctures and art...we saw the park.....and also saw Spain win the semi final against Russia. Go Spain! There were more parties that night as well, very fun. We made it back to the beach a second time, then the next day off to Venice. Venice was one of my favorite places. The party life definatly doesn't exist there..but the city itself is incredible. I have been dreaming of going to Venice since I was little...and none of my expectations were let down. It was beautiful. I hope to go there next time with boyfriend or husband though haha becuase it really is so romantic. The city is clean and the canals are beautiful and every single house surrounding them, with their front porch steps going right into the water, just caused me to sit and stare in disbelief. What?? People actually live in these amazing old beautiful buildings right on the water? No way. We road the water taxi thing around it was so fun. We even made it to the beach there! it was nice. We stayed in a lovely hotel, and tried our hardest not to spend anything because of how expensive it is there..but could not resist getting ourselves Italian pizzas the very night we got there! Seriously, we missed Italian food so much ! we are spoiled rotten! It tasted amazing. Also the gelato..some of the best I have ever had. After Venice we went to Milan for our final night, where we saw the incredible Dome Cathedrial thing, saw the extremely highpriced highfashion stores, the final game of the tournament where Spain took it all with a great goal by the very good looking forward Torres, and...we were really just drained! Went to bed, caught our flight the next day, right back here to beautiful BLAZING HOT Sardegna. Now everyone........ Just to let you know, Erica and I planned this whole trip ourselves, booked all our flights and hostels ourselves, and traveled all our Europe ourselves. I being 18 and she 17. Congratulations to us! Ok just kidding of course several people helped us out with some planning here and there..but in the end...we did it!!! We made it out safely and were so lucky. I am extremely thankful. It went amazing, a thousand times better then I could have dreamed, and I don't regret a single thing. It was a once in a life time opportunity and journey and something I will never forget in my life. I can't wait to re-see some of these places again, but I got the rest of the world to see first so it might take a little!! If anyone is interested in coming on the next trip, let me know! ahah:) Believe me, we have mastered taking flights and the metro and buses and trains to anywhere and in every condition ahaha. Ahh but it was so amazing I still get the butterflies thinking of the whole trip... Anyways..so back to Sardegna. SOoOO hot. I packed my bags, sent a wonderful 30 kilo 200€ pack home (haha..well I had to get my extra stuff home somehow!) said goodbye to so many people...went to the beautiful beach one last time today with my friends...and then tomorrow will come the really hard part. The bittersweet departure. I honestly can not wait to come home...but I honestly love my host family and friends and people here. Italy is now a huge part of me. Its culture has grown as close to me as if it were my own. To sit and listen to the Italian words that comes out of these peoples mouths..and be able to understand every single thing..and respond exactly how I want..is truly an unbelievable feeling. Just knowing how hard I worked and how hard it was to get to this point....Just knowing how much I sacrificed and the many things I missed..all  to experience these things...to look back and see how much I have grown and how much I have learned..really brings tears to my eyes. Yeah, reading through my blogs might make it sounds like I was just on a grand vacation this year...yes it was amazing..but it was certainly not easy. To leave everything you know and everything you have to jump into a different life is something you can't completely understand unless you do it.. But I would do it over again 100 times for the countless wonderful times and experiences I have had and the many lessons I have learned and the amount I have grown. Thank you so much. Everyone. Thank you SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....See you around in the States!&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-4310940716884239066?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/4310940716884239066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=4310940716884239066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/4310940716884239066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/4310940716884239066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-one.html' title='The Last One'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-1596011583464256545</id><published>2008-05-06T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:18:26.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stiamo per Finire</title><content type='html'>It always takes me a second to jump into these updates.... lets see whats been going on these last days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April went right by in the matter of seconds. Highlights include a wedding, beach days, vacation village, Sant'efisio, trekking, and a fair. It was a pretty good month:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was pretty much like the first wedding I went to way back in September. That puts my Italian weddings at 2. Mass, million hour dinner, lots of pictures, and some kareoke. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach days started way back at the first of April, where only crazy tourists like ourselves would go because it is still very cold on the seaside. But don't let the wind and clouds fool you! I came home a red lobster, it was insane! The sun here is SOO strong. Unfortunatly I live about an hour and a half in bus from the nearest beach, but that doesn't stop me, I am there as much as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the 23rd Sandra, Giuseppe, and I got our bags and drove to Villaggio Dei Pinni. Our beach resort-village! It is in north Sardegna at a place called Platamona, and it was amazing. It was a really nice place, with three huge swimming pools, one of which was indoors, a really nice courtyard, tennis courts, soccer courts, bocce courts, walking trails, and best of all....it was all right on the beach!!! We were served a HUGE breakfast, lunch, and dinner every single day. It has got to be a sin to each that much, really. In the 5 days were were there, we enjoyed Bocce tournaments, laying out by the swimming pools, going to the beach, swimming when we were daring enough in the icee water..it was super fun and relaxing. These friends of my host family with two daughters my age were super cool, and invited me to go to Lu Bagnu and Alghero with them, two very gorgeous, popular Sardinian towns. Lu bagnu was beautiful, with a big boat port. It is on the sealine with large hill/mound looking thing with a big castle on the top, called Castelsardo. It looked like some giant picked up handfulls of houses and just through them on the hills; they were all scattered around surrounding the castle, and soo beautiful. Alghero is also a very popular touristy town, with its adorable streets, good shopping, beach, and most known for its nightlife..that I am still yet to see. So one day back at the village, on the daily activity program, I read "calcietto torneo"... 5 on 5 soccer tournament...sweet! I wanna play. So I went down to the courts...where there were like 30 guys..0 girls. Well, what did I have to lose, I still wanted to play! So I asked if I could, I am sure they were all thinking I was crazy, but of course they let me. Get on a team...and boom. I scored. Anyways, it tourned out to be really fun, and my team won the tournament. We got some pretty sweet metals too haha. Oh yeah, our team name was Team Utah. haha. Another one of the days, I was sitting on the beach, and I see way far down this really cool looking, ancient, stone tower thing..and my family was in the room I was just laying out alone..So I thought I'd go check it out. So I took a nice half hour walk to it, and it was beautiful....the waves were crashing up against it, there were surfers in the little cove..I just couldn't believe where I was!!!! I took a bunch of pictures then walked 30 minutes back to the resort. It was a really nice 1 hour walk! I also would love to learn to kite surf someday, there were a few of them out too. They were SOO super good. Ah it's soo cool! Again about the resort, every night there was a DJ singer guy and group dancing and couple dancing. That was pretty exciting and fun, breakin it down with the adults, since there were probably less than 15 teenagers at the resort.. haha we had fun though. Sunday, the last day, after breakfast we left to see some cool places before heading back into Sanluri, like Pistis, Putzu Idu, Arborea, which are all amazing beaches, seriously describing them doesn't even help, they are incredible. One has water up to your knees/thighs for miles out, very shallow, and the cleanest, clearest water you can imagine. The sand was so fine, and the surroundings so beautiful...it is really a paradise. My favorite place we stopped was Tharrus, a very old town and little peninsula. It was my favorite because of the ancient ruins there, sooo cool, kinda like in Rome with the old houses and Roman pillar looking things..plus, the water and beaches there were also amazing. Anyways, after came along a switch of plans. My friend for Terralba's Mom called and said they were throwing a suprise party for him that night and invited me to come to the party and spend the night. Terralba is close to where we were, so I said sure, as long as I can have a shower (since we had been at beaches all day). I packed a bag and we went there, the party was fun party, he totally didn't expect a thing, then the next day we went to another beautiful beach for the day. Sadly, Tuesday was back at school again...and Wednesday I even had a test, but after school I was right out the door again to Cagliari for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Sant'efisio, a big festival/parade which includes a group of people representing all their different towns in Sardegna, dressed up in their traditional clothes, parading through the city, followed by the Saint. It was really cool, I saw some very pretty costumes and learned a few old cultural traditions. I was with all the students from AFS because they do a lot more then Rotary here, and there were a bunch of new students also, here for a week exchange. We all hung out at the beach the rest of the day. Friday I would have gone back to school, but the AFS directors invited me to go on a trekking trip with them and the 50 other students.&lt;br /&gt;So Friday morning I got up nice in early, all ready to go do some hiking or what not! I wasn't exactly sure what to expect. We all loaded on the bus, and our first stop was Barumini, known for its ancient Nuraghe, really really really old houses that they lived in. It was very interesting and I am glad I got the chance to see them. Next we headed three hours to our Hostel in Santa Maria Navarrese, another very beautiful town. We were down at the beach all day, I felt like I was in some un-real dream, with all my friends on this amazing beach, climbing these awesome rocks and cliffs, in the crystal clear water...It was incredible! The next day is where we did the trekking, about 4 hours on a trail on the edge of the mountains looking over the beautiful mediterranean sea the whole time....it felt so nice to be out on the trails hiking again after so long! After we then spent the rest of that day at the beach again, and back home that night.&lt;br /&gt;So it didn't stop there, the next day after sleeping in a bit in my own bed and house, I took the bus yet again to Cagliari, to the fair that was in town. Sadly, it was really lame and a waste of 5 euros, so I won't go into detail there. Lets just say if you are interested in tractors or solar pannels, you would have found it very worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I am back at school again :) Almost done, less then a month left of it! Then a bit of summer, Euro-tour, and hello America. I really feel good about this exchange and all the things I have done, and will come home not feeling one bet regretful! That is most important. I have been so lucky with my family and the endless opportunities I have be able to do and see..really amazing things. I'll save all my analysises and thoughts for the last blog..for now just know I am good, healthy, and vivendo la vita. Living the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million thanks to everyone! See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.... yesterday I registered my classes for my first semester of college! I am going to Utah Valley University, have been accepted into the honors program, and will be moving on campus in August! Crazzzzyyy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-1596011583464256545?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/1596011583464256545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=1596011583464256545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/1596011583464256545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/1596011583464256545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2008/05/stiamo-per-finire.html' title='Stiamo per Finire'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-383743859991441315</id><published>2008-03-27T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:19:25.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARZO a month of travel</title><content type='html'>WOW it is incredible to think of the thousand of new things I have seen in just the last month....man it flew by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday March 9th I met with a large group of my school mates in the Cagliari Airport, all getting ready to go on our school trip! Every year Calazanzio goes on a school trip to some city in Europe. This year was Strasbourg, France. Strasbourg is right on the border of France and Germany. We stayed in a hotel on the German side, a strange little hotel with stuffed animal heads and antlers hung all over the walls, weird paintings, and a crazy little German hotel manager. We all had roomates, I with a girl named Ilaria. The first day we arrived there in the evening and settled in to the hotel, had dinner, and hung around. I was excited for this trip to get to know everyone a bit more, and of course to see all these new places. And it went really well. Strasbourg is beautiful, a small typical town, cute and antique, with a river going through it, skinny, small, tall, colorful houses, beautiful churches and buildings, cobblestone roads, people riding around on bikes and walking everywhere, sun shinning but kinda cold... We went to a few really cool museums, lunch, and the Cathedrial of Notre Dame. Of course, not the famous one in Paris, but this one was very cool also! The sturcture and architecture of these buildings never stops to amaze me. The next day we went to Le Haut-Koenigsbourg castle (&lt;a href="http://ecoles.jeriko.fr/studio-internet/ht_koenigsbourg/ht_koenigsbourg/nss-folder/album/vueaerienne1a.jpg"&gt;http://ecoles.jeriko.fr/studio-internet/ht_koenigsbourg/ht_koenigsbourg/nss-folder/album/vueaerienne1a.jpg&lt;/a&gt;). Thats now the second official castle I've seen haha.  I love them though, this one was really cool...it had a midevil feeling... and was just really pretty. We took a tour, then went to Alsace, the little town below, and stayed there the rest of the day. At night we all went out around town and to a cafè and stuff near by our German hotel, everyone together having a  way good time. The next day we went back to Strasbourg, saw the parliament building, went to a modern art museum, then had free time to walk around again. The last day we got up early and were off for the journy home. We all got on the bus, and first stop was in Letzten Switzerland. We got there around 10 in the morning and had time to go around and do whatever we wanted with whoever we wanted for the next 6 hours. Oh my gosh I completely fell in love with Switzerland. It is amazing. This town was perfect.. sorrounded by the incredible snowy alp mountains, the atmosphere was soo relaxed and beautiful, the air was so fresh, it wasn't that cold, the buildings were beautiful, the lake was clear....I don't even know exactly why..but those 6 hours were probably my favorite out of the whole trip just because that was my first time ever in Switzerland, and I now absolutly love it. I want to go back so bad! It was just...beautiful. Oh man, and the chocolate? WOW. Never had anything like it before haha. Allrriiggghhtty, after that, we went to Milan and caught our flight, and arrived back in Cagliari March 13th at around 11:30ish at night. I went home, and...repacked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 14th I woke up nice and early, and off to the airport again! I flew to Pisa, by myself, for my  next little adventure. I got off the plane, bought my bus ticket to Florence, and a city ticket to go see the tower real fast! I got off the bus, ran over and saw the famous leaning tower of Pisa..took lots of pictures... oh man it was SO COOL!!!!!!!!! Then I went back to catch my bus..went to Florence..and had two hours before my next bus!! But, come to find out, the center of Florence is small! All the amazing monuments are all right there! So in two hours I saw a bit of all, of course, not nearly enough, but the monuments were just...incredible..there was the church of S. Maria Novella, then church of S. Lorenzo, S. Maria del Fiore (HUGE marble dome...sooo amazing....) then Palazzo Vecchio which had the "statue of david" and then I went over to this super cool bridge called Ponte Vecchio..looks like buildings across the water. ALL so cool. Then I went to Siena where I finally met all the other exchange students who were doing this whole thing togetha. It was me, Erica, Maria, Kass, Charlie, Marianne, Gabrielle, Oda, Kevin, Chris, the AFS Cagliari director Andrea, and a teenage volunteer Niccola. We then saw Siena together, went to the main Piazza, climbed the super high clock tower thing, and you could see EVERYWHERE. I couldn't even grasp it....it was amazing. The houses were so old, the streets just a complete maze twisty mess, extremely small...you could see the ancient city walls...the 4 main churches...everything. Ah I could have stayed up there forever. After that, we went to our hotel in Colle... A cute old Italian city in Toscany...mm beautiful. THEN! Next day..off to....ROMA!!!!!!!!! WOOOO. Rome was amazing. The coolest city I have ever seen. There were so many people and so much going on..but it just has this really good chill kind of feeling to it...Anyways I just had my jaw dropped the whole time. EVERY single courner you turn, you run right into another amazing ancient monument, church, tower, fountain..gosh..everything. I was with all my friends, we were just having a BLAST.  We saw soo much I can't even name it all. By far my favorite was the Coliseum though. Unbelievable. I just couldn't get over it... couldn't believe this sturcture was real and still here today. Seeing it in pictures doesn't even compare. Sunday was a cool day...it was Palm Sunday. I'm not catholic and still don't really understand it, but all I know is when we went to St. Peters. Basilica..there were THOUSANDS of people there, and we saw the Pope! It was actually really cool! It was all on live TV across the nation..and there we were right in the piazza! Sorrounded by amazing pillars and the huge chapel...right there in Vatican City. That rest of the day after that was just really relaxed..just went site seeing all day..nice evening... the next day a group of us got up super early to get in line for the Vatican Museum. The two hours in line was well worth it...and the 3 hours or more we spent in it was not nearly enough. This museum is outstanding, jam PACKED with art, statues, paintings, everything.... Ah I just wanted to learn about ever single thing and was just wishing I knew more...the next time I go I'm for sure signing up for the 4 hour tour haha. The Sistine Chapel....was incredible. I just sat down in there and just...could not believe. It is out of this world. I could have easly spent hours in there, carefully looking over each design and story. Wow. So after we made it out of the museum, we went right to St. Peters. Also incredible. All the tombs of the past Popes... all these amazing works of art by Michaelangelo, Pietà one of his most famous..it was by for sure the most outstanding Chapel I have ever seen. I need a wider range of adjectives to describle all these places..sorry haha. But really it was amazing. Lets see...Oh yeah that day was also St. Patricks day. We went to an Irish pub that night, it was fun. Well, yeah. Thats a tiny bit of Rome for ya. I absolutly loved it. We all flew home March 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next in this crazy month came Easter. One of my best friends came and stayed with us for the last 9 days, so that was extremely fun. For easter we had a big, traditional lunch with family. Then the day after easter is called pasquetta, (easter is pasqua in Italian), and the day of pasquetta you traditionally go out with friends to the beach, go to your beach houses, eat lunch, have fun..relaz...too bad this years weather was HORRIBLE for pasquetta! We went to this little park called Sardegna in Miniatura...but didn't really even enjoy it because it was raining and hailing all day. Oh well. The next day  was nice, we got to go to the beach (not yet ready for swimming though..soon I hope). Wednesday (yesterday) I went back to school for the first time since March 9th, but its ok, all that traveling was so important and just a thing I HAD to do. Now I am just settling back into my normal Italian life.... 8 days and 3 months until I am home everyone. You can figure out the date :) I was going to let it be a suprise..but oh well! I plan to completely stop speaking english after this update, I want my Italian really good before I come home.. Other then that...I just want to enjoy these last months to the fullest! Any advice or updates of your own, send me an email! Don't be shy to contribute to my disappearing bank account either ;). Well, lots of love to everyone!! Sorry I had you waiting so long for a blog and update, but don't worry, I am alive and doing great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I'm going on my own organized spead EUROTOUR with another exchange student July 15th-30th. We are going to LONDON, DUBLIN, AMSTERDAM, BERLIN, BARCELONA, PARIS, VENICE, and MILAN. I am so excited! We are doing everything low cost, and plan to stay in Hostels and inexpensive bed and breakfasts, but would REALLY APPRECIATE any advice or reccomends as of what to see and do in these cities! Also if you have ANY friends or relatives in ANY of these places that would by chance like to host two very good girls for a night, that would help us out SO MUCH! THANK YOU!!!!! Let me know at &lt;a href="mailto:soccer_rocker44@hotmail.com"&gt;soccer_rocker44@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-383743859991441315?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/383743859991441315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=383743859991441315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/383743859991441315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/383743859991441315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2008/03/marzo-month-of-travel.html' title='MARZO a month of travel'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-3632453832347299432</id><published>2008-02-11T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T09:03:02.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fabulous Month of February</title><content type='html'>...January was good...February has been amazing....March will even be better. Life is good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllooo everyone! How are we all? Well I'll just jump right into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo January..wasn't the most exciting month, but it was very well used. I basically just focused on getting all my schooling and stuff in order for when I return. I applied and got accepted to the University of Utah and Utah Valley University, worked hard on applying for scholarships (and still am) which means writting tons of essays and answering lots of questions and blah blah blah we know how that goes. . and yeah just figuring all that out. Not that interesting. But around the last week in January, a friend of the families calls up and invited me to go with the AFS (another exchange program) exchange students to Terrabla for a week. Terrabla is another little town northeast-ish from Sanluri, not to far. So what was this all about? CARNEVALE!!!!!!!! AHH! Soo fun. Alright, so me and 55 other exchange students from Argentina, Australia, Austria, Bolivia, Brasil, Canada, China, Costa Rica, Finland, Germany, Japan, Guatemala, Honduras, Iceland, Latvia, Norway, New Zealand, Peru, Dominican Republic, Servia, Russia, Thailand, Turkey, Hungary, and USA all went to this town for a week. We each stayed with week long host families. Mine was a cute grandma named Maria, and an EXCELLENT cook haha. We had a schedule of activities for the whole week, it was busy and extremely fun. We met the governer and went to a few important meetings, played a basketball game against an Italian team, had a huge talent show with all the exchange students and a big buffet, free time with families and friends..and then the best part....le sfilate per carnevale! Ok so the whole time I have been in Italy people have told me how great carnival is and how they look forward to it all year...so I was pretty excited..picturing all these different things in my head of what it would be like...and I wasnt let down! What it is, is a HUGE parade with tons of different amazing floats, that represent towns or businesses or groups. They all that have music blasting out of them, and a huge group of people dancing behind and around them. EVERYONE dresses up and goes CRAZY for the whole day! There are people dressed to match their float, and also TONS that are just free and go and dance wherever they want. Most everyone drinks the whole time, everyone throws confetti and sprays silly string, and really- the whole town is just in an uproar, partying and celebrating and festaging, the streets are a mess of color and everyones just out of control! Adults and older people line the streets to watch the parade, and it circles the city a few times, and really, everyone dances and parties the whole time! Our group of exchange students had our own float, it was a gigantic globe, and we all dressed up like people from different countries. I dressed up as a seniorita! Spaniola! We all got ready together in this big house, then followed our float from 3-9pm, dancing dancing dancing the whole time, and after, just kept on dancing in the piazza. It was soo fun. So these parades were on February 3rd, 5th, 9th, and 10th, each in different towns. The 10th is the biggest sfilata, and all the floats from all the cities come together...I think there were over 30. They were amazing. I had soo. much. fun. Sadly now..its over..my first carnevale Italiano. Beautiful. Ok but I have to jump back real fast, also us exchange students went to La Sartiglia, a REALLY cool sardinian tradition, in the city called Oristano. Its kind of hard to explain...there are a bunch of teams that come from each of the towns of Sardegna, which consist of 3 people on horses. They are all dressed up and masked and their horses are all decorated and stuff. Tons of people come watch these teams compete. The street is covered in sand, and closed off, and between two posts is strung a tiny star with a hole in the middle. A long ways down the street, one horseman will start and be sprinting and top speed with his sward out. The objective is to get it through the hole in the star, and if you succeed you bring good luck to your town for the up coming year. Look at this web page..you can see what the guys look like and the star at the bottom...and if you understand italian you can read a bit haha. &lt;a href="http://www.sardi.it/sardegna/sartig1.htm"&gt;http://www.sardi.it/sardegna/sartig1.htm&lt;/a&gt; Anyways, it was really cool, an awesome thing to be able to see. All in all it was an amazing week and a beautiful carnival. And meeting all those teens from everywehre was super awesome, they are all so interesting and I love hearing about what each of their countrys is like and just learning all about their cultures. At the end of the week we were all just such good friends, it was so neet to look around and thing wow...we all come from totally different countries..totally different backrounds...but here we all are friends and just...in reality..normal teenagers.. all alike. Yeah it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is  what I have been up to all February! But, not all of it was just partying. I have been working on school and stuff also:) haha. Oh, and the end of January my host brother Giovanni and his girlfriend came home from Australia,  where he has been for a year and a half. They are staying here for 2 months and then going back. It has been cool getting to know them, they are both really nice, and fun to have around. Hmm what else...the weather is beautiful, its sunny and warm..I definatly have summer fever already. I just wanna go to the beach and be done with school! haha. The Italian is here. Its so weird to think...wow..I speak and understand Italian. Crazy. Friends are amazing, I make more and more every day, and can already see how sad it will be to leave them. I'm planning to travel the world and visit each and every one of them someday haha. Family life couldn't be better. School...is a whole different argument..wow...the Italian school system is so messed up. I won't go into depth about it here, but if you are interested to hear what it is like, let me know and I'll tell you.  Anyways, that doesn't matter, I still go and do all I can. Italian food is amazing, did you know that? I am in the process of learning how to be an amazing Italian cook. I think you need to be Italian to really become one, but hey, I'm doing what I can. I am excited to come home and cook for you all some great Italian meals! haha. If only I could bring back a breadmaker...Hmm I'll see what I can do. And a pizzamaker.. yummmmm I could eat Italian pizza every night haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all I can think of for now. I am doing great, thank you all for sticking with me. Its been 5 months, can you believe that? I don't regret a second! I don't even miss you guys! Ha jk I do..a little. ;)  Anyways, now its your turn to shoot me an email telling me how your lives are! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-3632453832347299432?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/3632453832347299432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=3632453832347299432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/3632453832347299432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/3632453832347299432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2008/02/fabulous-month-of-february.html' title='The Fabulous Month of February'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-435836177574780643</id><published>2008-01-03T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T05:03:01.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buone Feste a Tutti!</title><content type='html'>Happy holidays everyone!! I hope Santra bought you everything you ever wanted and that you haven't givin up your new years resolutions yet... it has only been three days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll keep this organized. We'll start with Natale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO Christmas is in Italy eh? It came and went super fast like it seems to be doing these years. After I got home from Germany I had a week of school, which ended Saturday with a mass and a Christmas program thing. I decided I would help with the program, so I got to read a poem in German, a stanza in Italian, and sing in the english song with a group. It was pretty fun. So that weekend before Christmas I did my last minute shopping and was just excited to see how these Italians celebrated! Christmas eve, I woke up, and me and nonna had a date to make lasagna for the nights dinner. She taught me step-by-step how to make fabulous Italian lasagna! And dang it was  good. After that nonna, sandra, and I walked around little Sanluri, buying our last last minute needs. Then at home we all went to the first floor (nonna's house) to prepare for the big dinner! Which, SURPRISE! was just like any other big dinner. Antipasta, pasta, meat, veggies and fruit, dessert. Oh and their is ALWAYS bread...that is never ending. Just like that every time. and the meat of course was that good ol' pig, shoved on a sward, roasted slowly in the fire. But, its all yummy all the same. Then Sandra's sister, Marcella, and their family, came to join us for the fest. We sat down to dinner, it was around 9 o clock at night. And ate and talked and ate and talked. Around 11:30 ish we were winding down with the eating, and exchanged gifts between the family. My "cousins" gave me really good perfume and a little purse. Grandma gave me a towel with italian buon natale written on it, as a good memory she said, and a necklace, bracelett, and makeup pallet. Oh so sweet of everyone:) really! SO after that at 12, we all gave/wished each other AUGURI. You do that by giving everyone two kisses and saying AUGURI! haha its just wishing everyone the best. After that, we sat down at the table, and I tought these people the wonderful game of spoons. It was a hit. They loved it. and then I taught them Scum which they also liked a like. Troppo bellini giochi laurie!! Molto bellini. So that was fun. Then we just hung out and talked some more.....around 3 o'clock in the morning is when the other family went home, and we went upstairs. Upstairs we then exchanged our gifts, and also opened the ones my family sent us in the pack. All of which I loved, and my host parents loved. So it was a merry christmas, or, buon natale. Now, on christmas day, we went to lunch with Pepuccio's sister Lina and her family. The same meal, same sit and chat the whole day. From them I got a sweet bracelett. THEN on the 26th, the last day of the fests, we had our close friends over (the ones with the little girls) at our second house for a big lunch (of the exact same food-again). That lasted from 11 in the morning to 11 at night, not kidding. You just sit down, eat, and REALLY TRULY enjoy eachothers company. Not the polite quit formal visits we tend to make, the real life friendship stuff. At first these extremely long meals would KILL ME! Now, I'm really seein the beauty of them. You don't think about any of the stuff you have to do, that you need to get to as fast as possible. Nope. You just enjoy every minute with your company, laugh, eat, and relax.&lt;br /&gt;So that was Christmas! It is definatly not as big here at all, I think I only heard 3 Christmas songs throughout the season, but, it was a nice Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capodanno!&lt;br /&gt;New years! So my friends from school had invited me to the big party a few weeks before, but I was almost certain I wouldn't be able to go. It was in a whole different paese, the family my host parents didn't know really, and they had been telling me that its very dangerous to be out on this night. But I asked anyways..and it was an "oh I don't know Laurie" just like I expected. Alright, whatevs, not a big deal to me. But a few days before the big celebrations, my parents told me they are going to a party at Anna's with other adults, and that I should definatly go have fun with my friends! Yippy. So I went to the party. Ha it was so weird. I would say...about 30, 35 people were there. Most from school, so I knew pretty much everyone. And everyone was just getting the big dinner ready, boys roasting the meat, girls preparing other dishes.. It was so funny. It was just like a dinner you would have with your family, just this time it was with the teenagers. So we all sat down to the table, and BUON APPETITO! Can you guess what we ate? Well anyways, everyone was just sittin around the table, eating, drinkin their wine, smoking a few cigeretts... silly teenagers. After we finished, we cleared the tables, and ran outside for the new years! There were fireworks (lame ones) goin off, and the count down began. At 12 o clock bottles of spumante were shaken, corked, and sprayed everywhere, and drank. Then you wish everyone AUGURI again. We then went inside. I was hoping for a little DANCING I mean, come on! But no that didnt happen...the music was there..but not one really  danced. The couples were kissing, everyone was smoking and drinkink, just hangin out. Not like any kind of american party I've been to.. it was interesting. But it was alright. Around 3 o'clock I went to the guest bedroom upstairs that the parents said was for me and slept until morning.&lt;br /&gt;and that makes for my Happy new years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now I am just enjoying my vacation...stayin up late, sleepin in... I have done some homework (which I actually have a lot of) made some resolutions, and even gone running a few times. We have this thing called sky, which is like super cable, and has good movies on all the time. So I watch them in Italian with the Italian sub titles, that helps me with me and also lets me enjoy a good movie here and there. And by the way my Italian is going great. Understanding everything is amazing. Talking is getting better also. I've also gone out with friends a lot, either in the piazza, or to cagliar, and even went bowling and to this big mall the other day. I won, gooo me. haha. I also killed everyone in airhockey, which if you know me, is just one of my things. Haha jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other things in Italy? I could write a whole new blog just on the schooling system compared to America's. Its so different. I will explain another time. I love that here in Sardegna, clementines/mandrin oranges, pomegranates, and artichokes grow EVERYWHERE, three of my favorite things. Ha I also have this 94 year old grandpa, well cousins grandpa, who has no teeth and talks to me only in sard. Don't undestand a thing, but he really is the cutest old man. The weather is still brisk, but at least the sun shines. Life is going smooth and good, not much worries. The only worries and stresses I have are coming right from home! College, scholorships, and stuff like that. But it will happen, just gota stay calm. January is usually my least favorite month, so I will work especially hard to make it enjoyable. Volleyball is going great,  we had a tournament over this break and I actually got playing time, scored a few points, and after we won they gave me the trophy to take home to remember this! I was like oh sweet....! Thanks. I am kind of nervous to go back to school, now that I undestand, a lot more is expected out of me. Ohh darn. haha. But its good for me:) Its funny, with my slow, calm, un pressing life, the american-ness inside me basically makes to do lists out of nothing, and trys to build stress anyway it can haha. OH NO Laurie you have to do your 5 problems of math homework tonight! DONT FORGET!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha.  I guess I just can't help my natural instinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is a crazy thing. I can really feel and see it. If any of you have comments or advice, just let me know! I hope your holidays have been great, and that your off to an amazing new year...2008 people! Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tante auguri! Vi voglio bene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-435836177574780643?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/435836177574780643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=435836177574780643' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/435836177574780643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/435836177574780643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/buone-feste-tutti.html' title='Buone Feste a Tutti!'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-5352842666437131650</id><published>2007-12-17T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:01:03.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GERMANY</title><content type='html'>What? Germany? Didn't I go on exchange to Italy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 6, 2007, my host parents and I packed our bags and got on a cute little yellow plane and flew to Stuttgart, Germany. WOO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HOO&lt;/span&gt;! I was so excited. We stayed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Giuseppe's&lt;/span&gt; brother, Davide, and his wife Brigitte. When we first got there it was dark so as hard as I was looking out the window, I couldn't see a thing! We drove about an hour or 2 to the house. Still couldn't see anything it was super dark. We went inside and it was a small but a very pretty house, with lots of Christmas decorations and this big weird stove thing they use to heat the houses there. We had a big dinner, just talked and the families caught up and stuff, then went to bed. I could tell this wasn't going to be one of my typical vacations with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;, where my Dad has every day planned and we get as much out of it as possible. The attitude was go with the flow and plan at the time..so I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; because I wanted to SEE GERMANY! But I got over it and just was happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany is EXACTLY how I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;imagined&lt;/span&gt;. Grey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sky's&lt;/span&gt;, endless green, hilly landscape, with tiny, white houses with dark, pointed roofs scattered everywhere. With little yards and smoke coming out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chimneys&lt;/span&gt;. Like a country in the clouds. Everything was silent and still. It was so peaceful and there was no sense of hurry. It was really beautiful in its own way. Driving along the small highway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; cities I could spot over the fields all the little towns. Every single one has a church you can spot right away, taller then the rest of the buildings with a large clock and cross. They were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to go to Germany at this time, because its Christmas! And Christmas originates from Germany. In fact, December 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, the day we arrived, is the national holiday for St. Nicholas. Anyways Germany is also famous for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Weihnachten&lt;/span&gt; Markets at this time of year. Christmas markets. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; they were so cool! We went to a small one in our town, then a huge one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ulm&lt;/span&gt;. It was like walking into a little elf town, like a little town in the north pole. Christmas music was playing, people everywhere, tons and tons of stands full of everything you can think of, and every decoration possible. Also lots of food stands and little huts people can stand under and drink their hot chocolate or tea or whatever and just talk. All the stands are lined in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; lights and it just was such a fun happy atmosphere. I was so overwhelmed I didn't even know what to buy or what to do, but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; it! Also this Christmas market in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ulm&lt;/span&gt; was right under the towns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cathedral&lt;/span&gt;, one of the largest in Germany. It just fascinated me.. It was huge and old and just so pretty. Inside it was like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;echoe&lt;/span&gt; huge stone chapel kind of room, with beautiful statues and bells and beautiful stain class windows. I wish my pictures turned out better... but yeah it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Also in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ulm&lt;/span&gt; we visited a very old street full of typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; houses. I loved it. It had the cobble stone small rode, and a river flowing by it. The houses lined the street, or on stilts in the water, with bridges and trees and wow it was just so pretty. The houses are beautiful with all these different colors, and they all have tall pointed roofs. I'd never seen anything like it. Oh and we also saw the Danube river, the longest river in Europe that goes through all of Germany. It was.....cool. Just a river &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my favorite day. Thanks to me bringing it up, and thanks to Isaac for telling me about it, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Neuschwanstein&lt;/span&gt;. You know, the gigantic castle that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; Walt Disney based his castles on? Ya..it was...incredible. I still can't believe it. We were driving in the car and it had been a while then I looked out the window, and up in the mountains I spotted this HUGE amazing magical castle ha. I was just thinking NO WAY the whole time. Cant be real! We walked up a windy road to the bottom of it. I turned and looked over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;valley below&lt;/span&gt;. Breath taking. There was a lake...you could see the little houses..and of course the church.. Then I turn and look up at this unbelievable castle towering over me. I bought a ticket for the English tour, and got to go through it. You aren't permitted to take pictures so sorry. But just trust me...it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; amazing. Every single wall covered with murals, so many sculptures, breath taking wood work...I kept trying to picture what is was like when the King (King Ludwig II) and all the people who lived in this castle..it just seems so unreal. So that was my first castle experience. It was hard for them ( my host parents and the people we were staying with) to understand how exciting and incredible this was for me...Because they are used to amazing monuments and things like this..I just had to say you have no idea what this is like...there is nothing like this in America the new continent..so let me be crazy excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! And I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; was. I can't wait to visit all the other castles and things like that around the world (because I will someday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Germany I hung out with Brigitte's niece, who is American (half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt;). She moved to Germany with her mom when she was 14 (now 20). At first her e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nglish&lt;/span&gt; was a bit rusty butafter a little, it and all the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; sayings came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt; in. So that was fun to talk to her and find out more about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Germany's&lt;/span&gt; history and what people are like in Germany and the life. She was really nice and took me shopping to some of the shopping streets. I would say shopping malls but they are just long normal streets lined with stores &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; so not really malls. I also asked her if we could go back to the Christmas market. I really like those...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So food in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Zwei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;grillwurst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;bitte&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;mit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;semf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;und&lt;/span&gt; ketchup! I can't remember exactly how it went, but Sabrina (the half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;) made me order all our food in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. That was "2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;grillwurst&lt;/span&gt; thanks, with mayo and ketchup. Or..yeah something along those lines. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; wow I have never seen so many types of "hot dogs" in my LIFE! and as big! That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;grillwurst&lt;/span&gt; was like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;footlong&lt;/span&gt; hot dog in a tiny roll in the middle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I just looked at it and was like what the..where do I start. But once I did start I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to stop! It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; good. I will never go back to Oscar Meyers again. In the grocery stores they have ISLES full of just meat and salami and hot dogs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;grillwursts&lt;/span&gt; and whatever else they are called. It just kind of made me laugh...silly Germans and their hot dogs. But ya very yummy. And yeah their bread is pretty good too...not that the Italians would admit that. I liked the fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;croissants&lt;/span&gt; in the morning or fresh super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;pretzels&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Yumm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last part of the trip was the plane ride home. Such a weird experience. Its hard to explain...I was ending my vacation....getting on the plane...and going home. Right? But wait a second... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; going home. I was going back to...Italy. I don't know how much you can understand without being in my position, but it was hard! I have been away for 3 months now! I miss my home and family and friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; extremely much. It was really hard! I had to go on and continue being away from you all! I had kind of a little homesickness breakdown on the plane...it was really tough. But after a week of cloudy Germany, and flying in to beautiful sunny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Cagliari&lt;/span&gt;, and seeing all the palm trees and the beach side...I did get that fuzzy home feeling :) Of course nothing compared to what it would be like going to Utah, but good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my trip to Germany. I loved it. I can't wait to go again. Now I am here in Italy, back at school, back to this life. We have one more week of school than 2 weeks of Christmas break. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! I am excited to see what Italian Christmas is all about. I will tell you all about it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry, just takes me a little while sometimes:) I am happy, life is great, and yeah! Thanks for caring about me still even though Im miles away! Well I hope you are all enjoying the snow and your holidays! Lots of love from Italy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Auf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;weidersehem&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-5352842666437131650?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/5352842666437131650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=5352842666437131650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/5352842666437131650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/5352842666437131650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/12/germany.html' title='GERMANY'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-6891375009617395475</id><published>2007-11-12T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:35:29.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months down</title><content type='html'>Saturday, November 10th, was the two-months-in-Italy-mark.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy huh? I can't even believe it. So much has changed! I now smoke two packs a day, drink everything insite, and an Italian bambino is on the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, thats not true, but it is true a lot has changed! Like I got a hair cut. OoOooO!&lt;br /&gt;So for an update..&lt;br /&gt;Life has been the same old, with a few new stories. Halloween was kind of fun. It isn't that big here and not really celebrated. It has just started to come around these parts of Europe. In english class I explained to my class all the traditions. I got lots of "awww! Che figo! Bellissimo! Fortunata!" They liked it. That night I went with my friend Irene and her friends, by train, to Cagliari. We went to Angelo's house and ordered pizza. I was starving. This was the first time i have ever ordered pizza from home....so it came like 30 minutes later or what not in two big long boxes. Everyone ordered their seperate pizza, but they come all hooked in a long rectangle. It looked great. I was ready to dig in, when everyone agreed to wait for the last person to arrive. I was thinking oh dear....more waiting? Yep more waiting. One hour of more waiting. We all ate our pizzas cold...which didn't seem to be a problem for anyone else.. I was a little annoyed but oh well it still tasted good. After a few hours of talking and eating we left and walked the streets of Cagliari to a discotec where we would be spending our halloween night. Once again, we waiting about an hour maybe hour and a half to get it. It was CROWDED! Some people were dressed up but nothing special. We weren't, sadly. I wanted to. They save the good dressing up for carnival in the spring, I am so excited! But anyways. We finally got in the place, it was crowded as ever, my patience was a little thin I must admit, but I was fine in no time once I started hearing the beautiful Italian kareoke....oh dear......Nothing beats a bunch of drinking Italians singing kareoke! It was way funny. But after a while of that, it ended, and the dancing started. So that was fun. I won't tell you what time we got home...not important right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two days we didn't have school. Holiday. I slept in.... Then we went to 2 cemeteries with the fam... to visit dead fam. The cemetaries are beautiful...always full of many people and tons of flowers. After I got home I went out with friends in the piazza. Then Friday and Saturday..normal...lunches and dinners at peoples houses... hung out with friends in town. So other things the following  week....I went on a "date" haha not really a date. We just went to a cafè got drinks and I just listen to him talk for a few hours haha. Which was fine with me! I didn't understand everything hahah but just kept nodding and smiling. He was nice but I'm definatly not interested. Then I went to volleyball. Thursday I took the bus after school to Cagliari for the Italian course (which is going ridiculously by the way. Our teachers are crazy ancient retired ladies who all speak no english and have never planned a lesson yet, we don't learn anything, and its pointless for me to pay for the bus and go all the time, so I only go once in a while) like that thursday. I met up with exchange friends for lunch, shopping, then the course. Its fun to see everyone. For the most part everyone is improving lots on their Italian, some much better than others, but soon enough we will all be fluent!&lt;br /&gt;Friday I woke up and a hair dresser lady was over coloring Sandra's hair. Sandra asked, do you want your hair cut or anything? And I thought for a second...then..sure! So I now have side bang things. Anyways Saturay was fun! Our school went on a fieldtrip to Nuoro, a BEAUTIFUL city in the mountains, north/center Sardegna. We all got on the bus, about 2 hour ride, then in the city we went to an art mues. It was really cool. Then we went to this park in the mountains for lunch. It was beautiful. There was a huge sculpture of Jesus on the top of this rock. It really was a beautiful park..everything was really green and the trees were so cool and the tables were all made of stone...it looked like a little village out of LOTR really. I had a nice packed lunch with bread, sandwhich, crackers and a juice smootie box haha. It was really cold up there too. After that we played some games I didn't understand then went to this old historical house. It was interesting. Then walked around the city a little then went back on the bus home. It was good to get to know everyone better and be more involved. That night was a festival in my town for S. Martino. There was a huge fire in the middle of the street. It was a smaller festival, but still alright. I went with friends and we just walked around and played a few games and such. Yesterday we had a big lunch with Irenes family...and went to the festival again. And here I am today doing my up-dating and emailing! So fun. Well thats about it with what I have done....Now some other up-dates and info.&lt;br /&gt;My Italian is improving, still learning, still not perfect, but its coming along alright. I just have to stop tuning out, its really easy to do haha.&lt;br /&gt;My math teacher is pregnant so we haven't had math class for the last 2 and a half weeks. They don't have subs here. Teacher doesn't come, then you just have an hour to do whatever. We have a new teacher now though...good thing I was missing math so much........&lt;br /&gt;I had my first interigation. So school everyday you just have lectures and stuff in every class. There aren't many activities or varieties of teaching, just lectures and following along in the book, excersizes and worksheets here and there. And randomly, or planned, the teacher interigates students. Its like an oral test. I got an 8, which is good. I think its kind of cool..it is scary..but I can see how it has taught the students to be comfortable speaking in front of everyone, and retelling all the things they have been taught, and this is why they study so much-so they can do well on these oral exams! I think they are important and would be good for the american students.&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball is good....our league games start up next weekend. I probably wont get a lot of playing time, but I am still excited!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I would miss soccer this much, but I miss it like crazy! ok, it has been my life and for the last 9 years..but really! I live in a place all about soccer, its their culture! for the boys........ I wanna play!! I haven't played a real game on grass for like 3 or 4 months now. =(&lt;br /&gt;Family life is great. No problems at all I am so happy and so lucky. A girl had to change families this last week....poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;Food is good. I really like roasted chestnuts, we have those a lot. Yummmm. Now that it is winter a fire is often burning. I love it! Next time we go to a big grocery store im going to find marshmallows! They don't roast marshmallows! I have no idea who not. They will soon be addicted after I teach them the art of roasting and smore making. yuummmmyy. I'm sure I have gained weight but I don't care..every single exchange student around the world has. I do have to be carefull though...mmm nutella....&lt;br /&gt;Friends are good. As I am understanding better, I am realizing who I like to be around more. Thats normal. I am happy to have friends though...a lot of the students in Cagliari only have eachother. Once again I'd say I am lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool life is still boring and slow. But I have learned to accept that. So no worries.&lt;br /&gt;The shopping is amazing here. But also extremely expensive so I haven't bought a lot. I wish I had a thousand euro monthly bugdget haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else? OH whoever said that all Italian boys are beautiful definatly lied. The ugly smokers definatly outweigh the beautiful. They are rare. But oh well, I'm not interested, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;Weather is still cold.. a bit windy lately. My school is a freezer. They all say, "oh you should be used to the cold!" My body is the same temperature as yours my friends, I still get cold haha. Plus with no snow its a different kind of cold. . If that makes sense. But summer starts in February. I think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats good enough for now I think...Again, email me if you have any specific questions! Also feel free to send me mail and packages! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie Simkins&lt;br /&gt;Via Cesare Battisti, 19&lt;br /&gt;09025 Sanluri -CA- Italia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-6891375009617395475?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/6891375009617395475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=6891375009617395475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/6891375009617395475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/6891375009617395475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-months-down.html' title='2 months down'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-5924219507209305797</id><published>2007-10-22T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:07:27.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEK 7</title><content type='html'>Its monday night. The start of week numero sette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. the last few weeks my feelins and emotions have been like a rollercoaster. I have felt really happy,  because I am starting to understand so well and it is very exciting! I have felt sad because I found out my best friend is moving like 3 houses down from my home in Utah, and I wanted to be there so bad! Annoyed because here, when it comes to food, the answer no is not accepted. "LAURIE try this green stuff that smells like garbage! Laurie try this fish, I am sure you will like this fish!" no..I still don't like fish and I dont enjoy eating things that look like they have been regurgitated. BUT DON'T worry. I always try new things at least once. That is good enough right? Also, I have been frustrated that I am not fluent and don't speak perfect Italian.. which I know that is ridiculous, but I am just so anxious!! ON the brighter side, all a sudden my days got so much better! 2 weeks ago I was very bored and worring that my time was being waisted...but this last week was great! I wasn't bored at all! I listened to all saturdays conference session online and even watched a few on Sandras computer. I did a lot of financial lit (my annoying online class that I have to finish to graduate). Also I downloaded and watched the first two episodes of my favorite TV show smallville. But the quality was horrible, so I will just have to wait until I return to finish the season haha. OK, other things I did, Monday Sandra and I went shopping in a big, beautiful, new outdoor mall called La Corte del Sole. It was fun, very nice shops, very cool mall. After we went grocery shopping and bought all the ingrediants for chocolate chip cookies because Francy always tells Sandra they are so good, and that she has to try them. So she insisted I make them. Of course, that was fine with me, so I did!(more details on when I get to friday haha) Oh, I can't forget...... at the grocery store... I turned acorner.......and BEHOLD! I FOUND SKIPPY! Blessed skippy. Peanut butter has never tasted so wonderful. On we go....Tuesday I went to an aerobics class with Sandra. It was funny.. I am not a big fan of aerobics classes and such. But it was ok. And Sandra was very happy I went with her. That night..practice. Volleyball is still great. I am gettin better!  Wednesday...normal day...Thursday I tried the step class with Sandra, and then volleyball. Friday, no school, because me and the 13 other exchange students went and visited a very old, famous, big, agricultural school in Cagliari. It was so interesting! I have never seen or been to one before. It was this huge, old school on a farm with every crop and plant  imaginable haha. It was so to see these students just out in the field working..or in the classrooms studying plants haha..all learning to be farming technitions or whatever. Crazy! We also saw all the machinery used to make wine. We also went to the vinard and cut grapes off the vine, so they could show us how the machines worked! At the end of the day, everyone got to taste test different wines. They was delicious! Just kidding. I would not know, I politly declined all. But the others said it was good. Then they gave us all our own bottle. yippy, just what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Back at home Friday afternoon, I made the beautiful chocolate chip cookies!!! Haha it was fun. I had a little audiance, Sandra and nonna, they were very interested in the complicated art of making american chocolate chip cookies. Anyways, they turned out great and everyone that tried them liked them a lot. Even Giuseppe. Ok Saturday....school. ...then a big lunch for nonna 's birthday! Brava. After, I went to my friend (my favorite friend I have met so far) Ilaria’s house. I met her mom and sister and grandma, we all had dinner, then just hung out talked and all that.  Then me and Ilaria went to a birthday party of one of our friends from school. It was interesting..it was at this ..like big empty store house... there were drinks and food. Music. Just people talking dancing, hanging out. Typical party. Except more smoking and drinking I guess. It was alright..kind of lame. But thats ok. I still like meeting new people and being with friends. After I went home and slept. Sunday I woke up nice and early, got ready, and went to church! LDS church. It was great. I was so happy to go to Cagliari and see that red brick building that was so familiar to me. The floors were  tiled in the whole building, like all the floors here.  The chapel didn't have benches but chairs in rows. It was so interesting to hear the prayers and sacrament prayers and talks and hymns in Italian, I loved it. Everyone was very nice of course. We are going to figure out the bus schedule so I can go to church often. There were 6 other youngwoman, the ward was small of course.  I think there are 3 or 4 branches on the whole island.... so weird! Not your new ward on every block in Utah! After, we spent time with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well theres last week for you! Other than that, the weather got way cold all a sudden! brrrrr. I start the Italian course with Rotary tomorrow, I am very excited.  Life is fantastic, it is getting busier, I am getting more involved, I understand better, I love my family, friends, the food..my Italian is improving... and basta! (thats all for now!)&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-5924219507209305797?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/5924219507209305797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=5924219507209305797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/5924219507209305797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/5924219507209305797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/10/week-7.html' title='WEEK 7'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-584348046614244106</id><published>2007-10-08T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:45:37.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunedì</title><content type='html'>Goooodddnessss haven't you guys forgotten about me yet? Do I really still have to keep updating this?&lt;br /&gt;jussssttt kidding. I will tell you anything you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..what do you want to know? any requests? if so, email &lt;a href="mailto:me...soccer_rocker44@hotmail.com"&gt;me...soccer_rocker44@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.... and until then... I'll just start babbling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Monday (Lunedì)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on my small, firm bed, sprawled with my arms and legs off the sides (just how I like it) to the tune of my alarm clock on my phone. The sun was shining brightly through my large window on the opposite wall. Today I woke up at 7:30. Mornings that I didn't shower the night before, I wake up at 7:15. So, I got up, opened the window to air let the fresh air in (that is what I have been told to do everymorning. its pleseant) and then headed to the bathroom. I washed my face, then walked around the corner to the kitchen. I was not wearing any shoes, which is actually not normal. Here in Sardegna, you wear sandels around the house or slippers, because the doors get dirty fast because of dust and other things. So you don't want your feet to get dirty! But I dont really care. Anyways...mm breakfast..what shall I have today? I though. Well guess what! Sandra is the best..she now buys me "latte fresca." FRESH MILK! NORMAL YUMMY MILK THAT GOES BAD and has an experation date under a year long!! YAY!! It. tastes. so. good. SO I had me a glass of that, with two pieces of mini toast (no nutella today..man I'm good) and a banana. Then I got ready for school...Sandra was running on the tredmill...Nonna downstairs....Peppucio (giuseppes nick name) off at work. Normal morning. I finish getting ready about 5 minutes before the bell rings, but don't worry, we buz open the gate, walk down the steps, climb into Sandra's adorable mini neongreen car, and off to school I go, through the doors, to my class. I am greated with CIAO CIAO CIAO LAURIE from everyone. So friendly, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;PRIMA ORA ( i hope you can guess what that means) io ho avuto arte historia. I had art history. AHH I wish I understood better! I find it soo interesting! We learn about all the wonderful european art! I can't wait until I understand better in that class.. I think I will really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;SECONDA ORA I had english. I am very impressed with my classmates. Allora, (so/listenup) here you have 2 englishes. English literature and history, and english the language class. I am impressed because the whole class the teacher speaks english. and the kids can follow so well! It really is impressive. Right now we are learning about the Tutors and humanism and the reformation and stuff. Good to know...Very interesting from an Italian point of view since it has a lot more to do with them than America (obviously) Anyways, I like my English teacher...she is good. Marta is her name.&lt;br /&gt;TERZO ORA....hm my class had English Language.. so I went with prof. marta and we worked on some stuff...figured out my classes for this week.. etc. I don't stay in one class, like all the other students do of course, I have to switch according to what I need to study and my level. So yeah thats fun... soon we will have a final timetable and I will know my definate classes..but for now we have to plan out the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BREAK TIME go outside on these big cement steps around the courtyard. Beautiful weather..like I have said.. its perfect. so perfect you don't even think about it. Never too hot. or too cold. just right. Everyone pulls out there snacks and lights up. Woo hoo. I didn't bring a snack today, but usually jsut a pack of crackers or an apple. Typical. And of course I didn't light anything up. Bell rings 15 minutes, back to class.&lt;/div&gt;QUARTO ORA Ruggeri... ah.... religion... you see... if this were a class teaching about different world religions I would find it so interesting! but a) its the school priest who is the teacher b) i cant understand him at all c) its him just..preaching the whole time.. from what I can get..&lt;br /&gt;SO. I don't think i will be taking that all year. No thanks...&lt;br /&gt;QUINTO ORA.. TEDESCO! german! my favorite class. I walk down the hall to the next classroom with Prima class. (first class... they are 13/14 years old) I love it all the little kids its fun! But its my favorite class because the teacher is MY FAVORITE and german relates better to english. My teacher is a tiny woman(young, like twenties for sure) with dyed red hair. Did I write that in my last blog? Can't remember. oh well. Anyways, I love her, and treats me like an adult.... kind of hard to explain. But yeah, my favorite class.&lt;br /&gt;usually school ends then, at about 12:50. But twice a week we have an extra hour. Today was one of those great days.... Math.&lt;br /&gt;worse.&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS!&lt;br /&gt;Its another language class for me. One I have absolutly no idea or understanding of. I have never taken physics before...and I certainly have no idea what all those symbals and equations are leading up to..especially in italian. Nap time? yeah I think so. But luckly physics is only some classes. Most the time, basic algebra... hmm there we go. I'm smart again!&lt;br /&gt;Bell rings... put my books in my bag....and out the door with my classmates! We walk down the street to a cute little piazza...a lot of kids go there, because its where the bus stop is..so those who live out of the town ride home, others like me hang out until I decide I'm ready to leave. Its fun I am becoming more talkative ( like my usual self..slowly its emerging...soon I will be bursting and talking a million miles per hour like them) Today my guy friends told me all about Italian soccer. wow.. All the positions, their names, and their roles here in Italy. Oh, then they had to go through and name all the best players for all the positions. Oh and then they outlined a few more plays. Then they ask me if i have heard of this player, or this player, or this player, etc etc. no..no.. no.. beckham? yes! haha. By the end of this year I will be an Italian soccer whiz. Hmm well then they start talking to eachother... I kind of trail away...then CIAO! im outa here. I walk down the little alleyways to my cute orangeish yellow house. Home sweet home. I buz in..and pranzo is cooking. Lunch. yum yum yum. what a great thing to come home to. a fabulous fresh meal. Today was skinny french bread (it changes everyday, really...so many kinds of bread) a really yummy green soup. i put little chunks of cheese and cut up tomatoes..tastes amazing. after I didn't feel like the sausage, so I just had lots of zuccini and juice. Perfect. For dessert, boiled apples... sounds weird... And I don't know what else is in the water...but ahh its so good. its like applesauce almost..but solid enough to keep the apple shape. Anyways, very good, perfect dessert.&lt;br /&gt;We sat and talked at the table for an hour or so...then Sandra watches beautiful, a soap opera... or cleans something... I hang around for a little...go to my room to organize it...check the computer... study.... little things. Today I went running on the tredmill for 5 kilo's or something..woopie. Then I showerd, and got ready, and went out with my friend Giorgia. She came around the house at 6:30/7. We walked like 20 feet to the piazza..where everyone is there talking, enjoying life. Tonight it was really fuN! Usually I meet a few new people, talk here and there, but don't speak a whole lot..just kind of sit back and watch. But tonight I was just relaxed and being myself and talking a lot and stuff. It was good! So that was fun. Home again. Small dinner.. Some meet and vegetables and no bread for me tonight. Gota go easy sometimes. A few biscotti for my dessert... talk some more....help clear the table...and off to my room! Where I decided to write this.&lt;br /&gt;Now...if you aren't bored out of your mind... something is wrong. But, I just thought I'd let you see a typical weekday. OH, there are different variations, promise.. but not to far off =)&lt;br /&gt;life is good&lt;br /&gt;I hope your excited to read about Tuesday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;joking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-584348046614244106?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/584348046614244106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=584348046614244106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/584348046614244106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/584348046614244106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/10/luned.html' title='Lunedì'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-1830917530839313009</id><published>2007-09-26T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T05:49:02.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao Americans</title><content type='html'>CIAOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone?? Good I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'll do my duty of updating y'all. Yep, the Italians say y'all all the time. No actually..they don't... but that would be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend me, Sandra, and Giuseppe went to there friend's (Paola and Stefono) beach house in Baccumandara, this little peninsula. It was gorgeous. Bellissimo. The house was cute and medium sized.. white with red roof. There was a pathway in the backyard down to the beach. In the summer this beach is very crowded, but at this time of year it was basically empty. Giuseppe fished.. I swam.. We all just relaxed. Then Paola went to the house and came back with snorkling gear! So me and Stefono geared up, and snorkled awayyy!!! It was so fun I absolutly love snorkling. Stefono are both scuba certified also, I am so jealous! There wasn't too much sea life but I still loved every second. In the evening we had a homecooked dinner. Like I have every day for lunch and dinner. Home cooked, fresh, amazing Italian food. I love it more and more every meal. The next morning  Stefono drove me on his motorcycle to Cagliari to meet my friend Erica who is another exchange student. We walked along the beach Poeto, then went back to her home. She lives in one of the hundred apartment buildings. They are all so cute. We ate some bread for lunch, and then she showed me around Cagliari. It is amazing. I love all the colorful buildings and tiny streets. It makes me so happy to see all the clothes hanging to dry, and the mini scooters. I love the tall buildings and the old architecture. I especially love the old churches and squares. All the stores were closed because it was sunday, so it was very peaceful and just a good day! After that.. back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going great. It is still very hard to understand. Even though I am understanding more and more each day, it still just isn't quite enough to get the major point across to me. But, taking notes and translating works just fine. I love my beginning German and French classes, even though I'm in the 14/15 year old class haha. But boy is it hard learning GERMAN and FRENCH in ITALIAN when I speak ENGLISH! haha but its ok I'm getting it! I think.... Anyways.. biology is great, I can understand most everything because they are all words I can relate to. Italian literature and Philosophy on the other hand are a bit harder... and Art history is almost impossible. But again.. the note translating procedure is great. English is easy of course and so nice on my brain haha. I still like my class very much. Everyone is super nice. AH I just can't wait to understand and talk at regular pace!! In good time.. I know.. but I can't wait. Other than that everything is good good! It is getting colder though.. dang it. Good thing I packed some winter clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball is great!! Yesterday we had our first in-door, with volleyballs practice. Before we were just conditioning on the track. It was so fun yesterday. I like being one of the tallest! I wonder if the net is a little lower here than in America... haha. It will be nice to understand all the stuff my coach says... I'm sure that will come in handy. For now, people just ask capito? And I say uhhh poco.... and then they explain in their best English haha. Today I don't have volleyball.. but am going to Cagliari to play........ SOCCER! woo hoo!!! Or maybe just futsal, but either one, I am SO excited. I'm going to play with Paolas sisters team. I'm not sure exactly whats going on, I will have to tell you later. But yeah, any way to play is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... nothing else is too new! My family is great, I meet more friends everyday, I am adapting smoothly without any problems. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures on there way!&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-1830917530839313009?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/1830917530839313009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=1830917530839313009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/1830917530839313009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/1830917530839313009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/09/ciao-americans.html' title='Ciao Americans'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-8109102858501467048</id><published>2007-09-21T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:09:50.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPQPFaS7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/2Y3HS2cMdOg/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112658959564729618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPQPFaS7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/2Y3HS2cMdOg/s320/lauries+pictures+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPQPVaS7SI/AAAAAAAAADs/st9d8G-KE7E/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112658963859696930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPQPVaS7SI/AAAAAAAAADs/st9d8G-KE7E/s320/lauries+pictures+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNy1aS7MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/a4jaCf5_-B0/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656275210169538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNy1aS7MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/a4jaCf5_-B0/s320/lauries+pictures+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People in front of me on our 4 kilo walk to the cheisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Maria... well I'm pretty sure that was was they were saying. In the cheisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNzFaS7NI/AAAAAAAAADE/aGpiqXzqb2s/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656279505136850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNzFaS7NI/AAAAAAAAADE/aGpiqXzqb2s/s320/lauries+pictures+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNzlaS7OI/AAAAAAAAADM/d3ESjy_W6I4/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656288095071458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNzlaS7OI/AAAAAAAAADM/d3ESjy_W6I4/s320/lauries+pictures+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the stands at the festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNz1aS7PI/AAAAAAAAADU/TenpI-eGda0/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656292390038770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPNz1aS7PI/AAAAAAAAADU/TenpI-eGda0/s320/lauries+pictures+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at the beach, Poeto&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPN0FaS7QI/AAAAAAAAADc/_WEc-wDj4HA/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656296685006082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPN0FaS7QI/AAAAAAAAADc/_WEc-wDj4HA/s320/lauries+pictures+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Piccola&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIglaS7HI/AAAAAAAAACU/tdwdfY-WX-Q/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112650464119417970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIglaS7HI/AAAAAAAAACU/tdwdfY-WX-Q/s320/lauries+pictures+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what an Italian cemeteries look like. Those are all the tombs. Sandra is putting flowers in her father's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIhFaS7II/AAAAAAAAACc/PhlIr3zRRM0/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112650472709352578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIhFaS7II/AAAAAAAAACc/PhlIr3zRRM0/s320/lauries+pictures+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIh1aS7JI/AAAAAAAAACk/ar70S_6rIJc/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112650485594254482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIh1aS7JI/AAAAAAAAACk/ar70S_6rIJc/s320/lauries+pictures+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the parade outside our friends house in Sarrda, a city close to Sanluri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIiVaS7KI/AAAAAAAAACs/h7fxU3kJdiQ/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112650494184189090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIiVaS7KI/AAAAAAAAACs/h7fxU3kJdiQ/s320/lauries+pictures+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIilaS7LI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5vZtzTOIBRA/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112650498479156402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPIilaS7LI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5vZtzTOIBRA/s320/lauries+pictures+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the family group things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-8109102858501467048?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/8109102858501467048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=8109102858501467048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8109102858501467048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8109102858501467048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/09/people-in-front-of-me-on-our-4-kilo.html' title=''/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RvPQPFaS7RI/AAAAAAAAADk/2Y3HS2cMdOg/s72-c/lauries+pictures+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-8613429738140762348</id><published>2007-09-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:46:16.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOo where did we leave off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday I had my first volleyball practice. It was good! Of course I didn't really understand very well, but this girl Simona was wayy nice and helped me the whole practice, knowing what to do with the drills and stuff. Oh man it felt so good to just be  playing sports again! Goin to practices! I miss it a TON! It was a good work out, all went well. Since girls don't really play sports here at all, the team is made up of the girls that actually wanna play. So that means my team is made up of a range of ages from 14-28 or something hahaha. It was different, but all good. In America I didn't really stand a chance of being a super good volleyball player because I am not 7 feet tall like the rest of them. But here its perfect, I am one of the tallest. That night we had dinner with best friends of the family, Francy's Godmother and Father. and their daughters who are adorable. It was way frustrating not understanding them because they kept talkin to me and I wanted to talk back so bad! They were soooo cute. We had pizza. The little kids pizzas had hot dogs and french fries on them haha. The other pizzas had horse meet, which is very popular, and there was a veggie one..I had a cheese one but tried this zuccini one which was good. Yeah...pizza here has some crazy stuff on it I'm learning. After dinner, friends from the neighborhood came and picked me up and we hung out at the piazza. It was fun.. we just sat on a bench then lots of other teenagers come, join you, and all hang out. You just talk and take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was cool. So.... this weekend it was a holiday I guess and you celebrate St. Maria... I am pretty sure that is her name. It is hard to completely understand as I am sure you can guess why. ( Knowing italian would help.. ah Im learning!) We went to Sarrda, a neighboring city, and met up with family friends. There was like a little parade on the street... it is hard to explain...but families dress in their historic clothes.... hmm you will have to see the pictures to get what I mean. So a bunch of families pass, and St. Maria is the end of the parade.  At one point I leaned over and asked Irene, a girl my age who, now, is my friend haha, anyways I asked her what do we do at the end and she leaned over and told me in her shotty english, that we all go under the Saint. I was soo confused. But a few minutes she was like OHH no no no, not under, we all go behind her! So it made more sense. SO when S. Maria passes , everyone follows for 4 kilometers. It is tradition. So we walked and walked and walked way slow... to the big church where there was a big festival. I was with  Irene and her friends, it was fun, they were all very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival was cool. There is music playing everywhere, a mini carnival of rides and games and such, and a bunch of stands. The stands sold all kinds of things, whether it was food, jewelry, shoes, purses, underwear (yeah .. weird haha), food, clothes, basically anything. Just like this big flea market or something. They have like these really really long grills with all kinds of meet... whole pigs (gross looksin) swards with eels cooking on them.. all kinds of fish and stuff. yeah...Um all the sellers were african american.. I don't know if that has any significance..but I have never seen black people just living normally in Italy..they are always sellers and stuff. Hm who knows. So me and my friends just had fun lookin at the stands and eating and  whatnot. Since I have been here I haven't spent more then 5€. They buy me everything!! I ask and try but nope they won't have it. Even food at stands, Irene insisted on paying. I really do try. I can't say I don't like it haha, but it is different! They are very relaxed with their money. Certainly no tight wads haha. Sunday we went to Irenes house again and had a hudge lunch with friends and just hung out. It was funny, the big meals have like 5 courses or something.. I am not sure how many, i will count one day. They are always bringing out more food..but anyways this man was passing me some meet to try and he was lookin in the dictionary to see what is was called and he was like "meet of kid!!" I was like... what the............. lemme see that. so i looked and sure enough it said kid. So I was really confused, but then saw above it the word for goat and then remember a baby goat is called a kid. Ha so no worries, Italians aren't canibals. Also, after lunch, you just stay at the table and talk and talk and talk and talk. People go take naps in the house, then come back and talk and talk and talk. Its fun! I got tired, went inside on the couch, slept for an hour, came back, and continued talking. Or in my case, saying ridiculous sentences all in the wrong order that make probably little sense. but hey, im trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School! I got up around 7:30, got ready, and Sandra drove me to school which is really close and I will probably start walking soon. When I got there, Sandra pointed to a group of people and told me those were my class mates. She called one over, Hilary, and I went with her to meet everyone. Its weird, most of them were smoking..just right there in front of the school. No biggie, everyday thing ha. They were all dressed super nice even in the hot weather. Everyone was just outside talking.. all the what.. 150 students at my school? I know, thats so much. The kids go from elementary to highschool. So quite a range of ages. But since I go to private school there are only 11 in my class and probably like 200 max students in all haha. So different, but I like it! I like the people in my class, and am excited to become very good friends! I don't think i could handle going throught all of highschool with the same class though..I would get so bored.. but this year will be fun. My english teacher was soo nice and is very good at english (of course) so that was nice talking to her. When the principal enters the room, everyone stands up. I picked up on that one haha. So after like 20 minutes we went to the little chaple or whatever in the school and had this mass kind of thing. It was.... interesting!! I didn't understand a word. And randomly we would all stand up and sing and sit down and stand up and sit down. And repeat things.  After that, school was over! It was only 2 hours today. And tomorrow and the next day. Then it goes until 12:30 until the end of October. Then from then on 8:30-1 or 1:30. Woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW that is way too long for anyone to read. But if you have made it this far, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-8613429738140762348?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/8613429738140762348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=8613429738140762348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8613429738140762348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8613429738140762348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/09/soo-where-did-we-leave-off.html' title=''/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-8020123400802758542</id><published>2007-09-14T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:50:06.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RupXw1G54PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SPA34-vfw40/s1600-h/lauries+pictures+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109993223606624498" style="FLOAT: left; 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I am not sure how to label right by the picture so here is how it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cagliari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rafaella, Martina, Sandra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandra, me, Giuseppe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonna from above.. I was on my front porch thing taking the picture down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The back court yard\garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Street in front of my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;View when you first walk in the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Street from the balcony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other exchange students, kristen, kevin, erica, cornelius, tiffany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cagliari from the plane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-8020123400802758542?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/8020123400802758542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=8020123400802758542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8020123400802758542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/8020123400802758542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok.html' title='PICTURES!!!!'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vqC5_qYzrnQ/RupXw1G54PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SPA34-vfw40/s72-c/lauries+pictures+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4600956510737604828.post-7042729156327793693</id><published>2007-09-12T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:37:32.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the blogs begin.</title><content type='html'>WELL! I made it! Here is my first "travel log." haha I feel like a dork saying that..but oh well. ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANE:&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I like plane rides. But WOW that was one long flight! My first flight to minneapolis i was just trying to relax and calm down after that very sad departure. At my gate waiting to go to Amsterdam, I met Tiffany, Kristen, Cornelious, Kevin, and Erica- all exchange students. All on there way to Sardinia except Kevin, who is exchanging in Sicily. They are all super cool and nice. And of course we all related because we were all in the same position. The flight to Amsterdam was 8 hours. SOoO long, but I had my own tv, choice of movies, tv shows, games, and music. I watched a movie...slept a little... yeah. It was fine and went by pretty fast. I was soo disoriented with the time changes. Because we were stuck in the airport, we didn't even get to see much of Amsterdam, but it was still cool to be in Amsterdam. Then to rome we went. I was in Rome!! How cool is that. But...not that cool because again we were in the airport with a normal desolate airport surroundings. There we met up with 2 more exchange students, both headed to Sardinia. Then we boarded our small plane to Sardinia. When I got off the plane I found my luggage right away and was greated very warmly by my family and Francescas friends. It was cool! I was very happy. My mom and dad are young italian hotties. And my nonna (grandmother) is adorable. We then got in our little car and drove on a normal looking highways at a good speed to Sanluri, the city where I now live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANLURI:&lt;br /&gt;Sanluri is soo cool. It is full of small twistly turny alley-looking streets lined with cute old appartments, houses, shops, cafès, botiques, etc. The streets are so small and you drive about 40 through all of them and use your horn a lot. Right around the corner from my house is the town piazza, or square. It is where teenagers hang out. It looks fun, I am excited to see what its all about. Most of the streets are one way streets. Ah, and all the cars are so cute. And the driver is on the left hand side, same as americans. My house is adorable, I love it. It is a small gated apartment looking building; you open the gate and my grandma lives on the bottom level (level with the street). Me, Sandra and Giuseppe live up the stairs. It is small but SO CUTE. My room is great. I have my own computer and small cute bed. The kitchen is nice and little..and we all share the bathroom. Which will take some getting used to, but isn't bad. Through the back door is a small court yard where the laundy hangs to dry and a small garden is found =) I love it. Also there is a small wash room out there and also a small shower. I like to use the shower out there its bright and fun. Its private, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD:&lt;br /&gt;My first breakfast was gross... The leave there milk out and warm it up in a mug, then pour in the cereal. It tasted like hamster food. But no worries, later that day we went to the super pan ( grocery store) and Sandra insisted I pick out foods I like. So I got a few boxes of cereal. =) Anyways... Also with your cereal you usually have crackers or cookies..dipped in warm milk, cafè, or tea. They were good. You have lunch around 2. The food is similar to lunch food you would have in America. You snack once or twice until you eat dinner, which is around 8. Everyone sits down together.. and many plates with food are on the table. For example, a plate with cut pieces of beef... ALWAYS a basket with bread.. ummm chicken, pasta, slugs, over cooked veggies.. just all kinds of random little helpings of food. But I like it, it tastes good!! You take your time eating. Then sit and talk for like a million hours. Its not bad!! I am a fast paced girl, but I will get used to it easily! Maybe not when the homework piles up though.. we'll see. Anyways the food is good. The gelato is very good too.. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PEOPLE:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so cute and instyle. I am the tallest girl in my town I swear. Italian women are TINY!!! And very cute. All dark hair and tan skin. The boys are also very cute. Cute hair and clothes. Everyone is really nice, I have felt welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoOOoOo there are some basics! So far I have seen the city, been learning TONS of the language, and... today (wednesday) we went to the beach in Cagliari (the capital of sardinia) it was soo pretty!!! Crystal clear water. Very fine sand. I loved it. The weather here is PERFECT! Not to hot, cold, or humid. Seriously perfect. I feel comfortable all day. I love love love it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats enough for now! Ciao! !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4600956510737604828-7042729156327793693?l=laurieinitaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/feeds/7042729156327793693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4600956510737604828&amp;postID=7042729156327793693' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/7042729156327793693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4600956510737604828/posts/default/7042729156327793693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurieinitaly.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-i-made-it-here-is-my-first-travel.html' title='Let the blogs begin.'/><author><name>LAuRiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773018012225875816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
