Monday, August 24, 2009
One week to takeoff!
This is the apartment building I'll be living in this semester: Piazza San Cosimato, 40, in Trastevere, Rome, Italy. I leave in just one week!
Today I finished reading "An Italian Education," by Tim Parks. I was very proud of myself for translating these lines, graffiti that Parks' daughter came across:
Quello che tu vedi non è il mare
Ma il mio amore per te, Amalia.
I haven't learned a great deal of Italian yet, but these words are all simple enough that I've come across them (with the exception of "Amalia," which I correctly guessed is a name). The translation:
That which you see is not the sea
But my love for you, Amalia.
I have one more week to pack, cram in some more Italian language learning, historical and travel reading, and finish approximately four million things that I still haven't made into a to-do list.
At home this week, my sister Brigitta dyed my hair. I was going for dark brown, and she convinced me to go with the darkest brown that we could find. It shouldn't have been a big surprise that, with blond hair dyed blonder for the summer, it ended up turning almost black with the dye. Well, okay, straight-up black that over three days has begun to fade to a very dark brown. I've had light hair for quite a while, and I was ready for something new. And since being blond in Italy might ask for a little more trouble than I want, I figured now was as good a time as any. I'm getting used to it. I don't have enough of a tan to pull it off really well, and I'll go crazy when my roots start growing in, but I definitely like it. It's too bad that I haven't miraculously increased my IQ. At least, I don't think that I have...
Ma, vado in Italia prossimo settimana!