Friday, September 26, 2008

Coldplay on the horizon


Nothing new to report this week - just a usual week of classes. Or perhaps, if I wasn't so excited about next Monday, maybe I would have something cutely observational to report, but I'm speechless (or rather, typeless). On Monday the 29th, I make my way to Bologna, Italia, to see my favorite band Coldplay in concert at Futurshow Station. I purchased the tickets about three months ago and have been eagerly anticipating this since. My adventure partner for the day is school-friend Daniel, who hails from the University of Hawaii. There was no way I wanted to miss their 2008 tour, and since I was obviously going to miss them in North America, an Italian tour stop just seemed a natural pick. I'll be missing a club soccer game Monday night, but I'm sure the concert will make up for it.

I just got back in from a run along the Arno. It's quite cool out today at 64*F and very windy, but I find it refreshing. I'm still sore from my last soccer game on Wednesday (we won with quite a few goals!) so a run was the best thing for me today. Tomorrow, there's a Florence soccer game that I have a ticket for, so I'll be checking it out with a few friends.

So all in all, much more exciting things to come!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Italian rugby? oh yeah!


So I did something very different today - I attended a rugby festival today put on by the Old Rugby Club/Ribolliti Firenze. All the players were aged 50yrs+ and it was both exciting and amusing to boot! Mind you, these men were not galloping slowly after the ball in arthritic states....ooooh no. This was full contact take-out rugby! It was my first rugby game I've seen played and it made my day. I brought along my camera and documented the events both in video and photo.

The video may be seen here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8KKYmJ1uUuo

And more of the photos here:










After the game was over, I explored more of the surrounding area since I had not yet trekked the stadium area of Florence. There was a fantastic metal bridge that crossed over the railway tracks and I paused there for a few more photos.







And my own little study of a home's doorway along the way.



I also came across a park surrounded by apartments where kids were having fun on playground equipment and there was a fenced-in area for football (soccer) play. After watching from behind the fence for awhile, I was invited to join in and had a great time taking part in the 6 vs. 6 game. I was invited back for another game tomorrow, which I look forward to immensely. Of course they're all local residents and speak mainly Italian so my communication skills are extremely limited, but with the few words that I know and the shared love of the game, it went fairly smoothly. Here's for sports crossing cultural boundaries!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Fiesole, Florence from above


On Tuesday I had a mini adventure with two friends from school. They were in a photo class that required them to take photos of landscapes, and since there were none to be had in the city of Florence, we took a 30min bus ride up to Fiesole.

A short history of the town taken from fiesole.com:

" Fiesole is of Etruscan origin, as may be seen from the remains of its ancient walls, and was probably founded in the 9 C BC. One possible reason for the prosperity of Etruscan and Roman Fiesole could be its location near a ford over the Arno close to where Roman Florence (Florentia) would rise. Fiesole's location also made it strategic for travellers on all the main roads between southern and central Etruria to the south (covering large parts of present day Tuscany, Umbria and Latium) and the Etruscans in the area around the Po valley to the north.

The Romans conquered Faesulae, as Fiesole was then known, in 283 BC. Under Roman rule, it became the seat of a famous school of augurs, and every year twelve young men were sent here from Rome to study the art of divination. Rome typically drew heavily on the Etruscans for priests and augurs. Sulla colonised it with veterans, who afterwards, under the leadership of Manlius, supported the cause of Catiline. Near Fiesole, the Vandals and Suevi under Radagaisus were defeated (405) by hunger rather than by the troops of Stilicho. A considerable number of interesting finds from the Etruscan period - urns, bucchero, clay and bronze statues - together with other objects from Roman times are to be found in the Museum near the archaeological zone.

During the Gothic War (536-53) Fiesole was besieged several times and in 539 Justinus, the Byzantine general, captured it and razed its fortifications. In the early Middle Ages, Fiesole was more powerful than Florence in the valley below, and many wars arose between them. In 1010 and 1025 Fiesole was sacked by the Florentines, and its leading families obliged to take up their residence in Florence."

What a view of the countryside from the city!!!


I love the sign there



We even came across a few quirky things in English, which always entertain me to no end.

Italian "puppies"

a pub sign (don't ask, I don't know!)

More historically though, we came across an ancient Etruscan tomb. It wasn't closed off, which surprised me. Text from a sign near the site:

" This important archaeological site dates back to the Hellenistic age (III II B.C.), and was in use up until the Late Imperial age, although some finds from high levels of the diggings that had subsequently accumulated inside the tombs indicate that it was also used in a later period. These tombs are the only surviving testimonials of the necropolis that, in Etruscan and Roman times, was situated immediately outside the walls and at the sides of the roads leading into the town. The tombs at Fiesole are composed of two rectangular shaped chambers, built by placing huge, very thick, squared up blocks of "pietra serena" or local; grey stone one on top of the other without mortar. The smaller chamber appears to be underground, as it is carved of of the difference in the level of the rock, which the other is completely open to the eye. The urns of parellelepipedal shaped coffins in stone were stopped by covers with an inclined surface on either side and placed on stone benches inside the tombs. The Romans instead used terracotta cinerary urns with a concave handled cover. The relative finds can be dated as from around I A.D."

It was fascinating to be able to walk around and actually touch the stones of this tomb. Luckily the youth had not chosen to graffiti the stone like they do on so many buildings in Florence.

being right in the tomb!

my friend Becky in the tomb

area of tomb

And a few other snapshots from around the city:

(luckily it didn't rain!)

blooms outside residence

statue in wall of a residence

statue in the square of town...of course I'd focus on the horse!

Once I returned to Florence and parted ways with my friends, I decided to explore a little more. I came upon the cutest toy store! It was so much more charming than huge, imposing Toys R Us stores in the US:



And that was only the Lego section! There were similar little enclaves for model cars, Barbies, anime models, etc etc. The store seemed more of a set of toy-filled caverns. And I found an Italian way of teaching boys at young age to live up to the "Italian stallion" mentality that is SO common here:



I had a good laugh from that. And just for my good internet friend Alphess, a lover of fine European cars, I photographed some models of Lambos. (Sorry I didn't see any real ones yet! I'm still keeping my eyes open for them - promise!)



I also wandered into a video game/movie store and couldn't help but take a snapshot of this too:



Well hey, it made me smile. :) Other things that are purely European:

I wanted to buy everything! *yum*

And finally, the return home from this wonderful day was equally nice because I went walking by the Duomo at about 7pm, just when the setting sun lit up the buildings in a glorious golden light:





Yesterday, my host "mom" Elisabetta made whole roasted apples that were stuffed with raisins and sweet goodness. It was a great end to a party with her, her two friends, her daughter and me. Don't be fooled by the slight blackness on top - they were absolutely heavenly!!!


Not much went on today except classes. But I did walk by a protest of sorts going on outside a gallery. Not sure if they were trying to include the gallery in their protests, but their signs indicated they were protesting against the rising costs of bread and pasta, among other daily foodstuffs of Italians. It was a peaceful rally, with about 10 flag holders, a few sign holders and one man speaking over a loudspeaker. The police were standing near, but they seemed relaxed and even slightly bored. It was interesting though. There were three or four photographers standing around and even a few video cameras.




And I will leave you for now with an image of dozing pigeons, just because, and also it's a 'thanks for reading my long post'!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

No translation needed

Except for meeting and conversing with a few tourists at small night clubs this weekend, I haven't done anything exotic. All of my recently-made school friends were on trips to Pompeii, hiking the Alps, among other things. I thought I would be sick, so I stayed put. It makes for a lonely weekend though. My host family has had their share of busy duties also, so I've been mainly just sticking by myself. I have noticed though that it's harder to find people to do things with because I live without peer roommates, unlike many of my fellow roommates. I do get a good sense of what being a foreigner is with living here, but at the same time I crave some meaningful conversation with other people. It's difficult to do so at home, with me knowing hardly any Italian but again, I know I'm here to work on it. It's a process, that's for sure.

So I went out for a walk today and came across a new "friend". Oh how I've missed animals. I came across an Italian cat today near a car, and I leaned down to say hello. He immediately trotted over to me, and we spent the next 15 minutes just hanging out. I sat on a bench corner, and he plopped into my lap and we just sat together for a few minutes like old friends. An elderly Italian man came over and said a few words to me, but the cat and I just looked up at him and couldn't understand a word. I smiled though, just like a foreigner does. At least I know "ciao". Photos to come later.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Salamanca and the rain

Woke up this morning with a cruddy and sore throat, so I spent the day mostly lounging in bed except for making a bus trip to school to check on a class schedule and then stopping by Coop, the local supermarket. I love the aisle signs - some roughly translated in English for foreigners:

need a chiropractor? see backery, aisle 19


yest: part of a balanced diet


umm, does that mean bandages? I have no idea


What's also interesting about Coop is when the checkout person starts charging your items, they look at you blankly. I've learned this means, "Do you need a bag?" Many people bring their own bags and so do not need plastic ones to be supplied. Usually I have my backpack with me, but I didn't today, so I smiled meekly and simply said, "Yes, bag." So for all my items, 20 euros worth, I got one bag. I awkwardly filled it to the max and was dismayed to see a tear in the bag. I gestured and it and look pitiful, and the lady was kind enough to give me another bag. With both arms supporting the load, I made my way outside to the bus stop, and it was pouring rain. A huge lightning bolt on the horizon greeted me when I walked outside. Luckily, I just happened to be wearing my floppy sun hat, so it acted as a bit of an umbrella. Walking the last few yards from bus stop to apartment, two older Italian men spotted me, grinned, pointed to their heads, and said "Yes, umbrella hat nice!" It made me grin also.

After drying off a bit, I scarfed down some multivitamin juice, salmon deli-slices and oranges and felt immensely better. That was the extent of the day so far, but last night, well that was much fun also!

Upon being invited out by my classmate Dylan, who has been here in Florence for a year so far, I found a small Spanish/Brazilian club called Salamanca. And when I mean small, I mean the bar took up most of the space in a room that could have imaginably been an apartment's living room. There was one small side room also where people could sit and actually hear one another talk. It was amusing to hear the Macarana being played loudly and no one giggling or attempting to make fun of the dance. Lots of 90s American radio music being played, but there was also some Spanish reggaeton, which I was surprised to recognize. What impressed me most was the tiny area that was the "dance floor." Two things made it very European: a fog machine and green lazer-line projection machine. Oh, and also a strobe light but that's a default. Walking through that small area was surprisingly intense. I don't even see why people are interested in taking drugs to enhance effects like that. I had a hard enough time walking a straight line, and I hadn't even ingested a drop of alcohol. Whoa. Fun though. See for yourself:


Looking to conserve my euros once again, I decided to try just one specialty drink, a Mojito, thinking that a little Spanish bar might make an awesome one. But of course, as with many places looking for profit, I was dismayed to see the bartender fill the glass to the brim with ice. So for the little Mojito I actually had, it was great! As I ordered it, I had a glance at the bartender then also at his coworker who was serving people at the opposite side of the bar. I had a double-take. "Oh wait, are you guys...twins?" He flashed a grin, handed me my drink then winked with a nod. I thought it was pretty neat to have a twin pair of very laid back and personable bartenders (Marco and Paolo) at a little dance club, and at the end of the night, they were kind enough to pose for a quick photo behind the bar.


I really enjoyed the bar also because it had no cover-charge and was not on the drink-card system that I've read is common to many Florence nightclubs. With that system, you are assigned a small card when you enter, and each time you order a drink, they stamp it. When you leave, the stamps are tallied up and you pay then. The catch is though that if you lose this little unassuming card, it takes about 50 euros to make up for it. More on that once I finally run into that situation.

So for tonight, I'll keep sipping my vitamin C juices and take it easy. Perhaps if I feel better in a few hours, I'll explore again.

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<3 Britt

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Thursday is the new Friday

Last classes of week were today, so it's a three day weekend for me! Now...what to do with myself? I don't feel like shipping off to some remote location by train yet. I still feel like there's much to do in this city - I just need to find things. I definitely should do more of what I did after class this afternoon: window-people watch. It's quite hilarious! Where else but Italy would a male go to a very chic salon to get his nails done?

When I got out of class at 5:30pm, I was absolutely famished but wanted to conserve my euros, so I found a little Chinese takeout place. It's disheartening when even a Chinese man can speak Italian, and I can't. After much gesturing and pointing, I settled with some lo mein and rice. The man didn't understand me saying "lo mein". How can he not know lo mein? I thought that was Chinese. :( I decided to not go with the literal "fried fish"....

The little fishies were smiling at me. Slightly disturbing.

I did meet some new people today in my Intercultural Communication class today, which I most likely will be spending time with tonight. I haven't really gone anything at night yet. But I did hear of another student at my school that went to a club, and foolishly took an inhale of a "cigar" that was being passed by friends of the performing musical artist. Ends up this seemingly normal cigar held something other than tobacco because the guy ended up wandering mindlessly for 6 hours and his friends found him 4 miles away from his apartment in the wee hours of the morning. What a way to start the semester. Hopefully it was a learning experience for him. Scary.

Other than class, the days have been uneventful for me. Although I've been doing the 20min bike ride to and from campus for the last 4 days, I wanted to change things up a bit today so I took the bus. Here's a shot off the bus windows as it was pulling up to the stop:


Last night, my school held a free dinner for students that consisted of little pastries, little bread pieces, and deli meats. Pretty adorable and very Italian. Oh, and there was cheap wine also. :) Couldn't argue with the setting though - right on the grassy edge of the Arno River right near a beautiful old bridge, the Ponte Vecchio, that was built in its current form in 1345. I believe the dinner area is actually a private club for rowers and their boats were stationed right near by. We were tempted to take one out for a spin but decided to be good (would be a shame to get in trouble so early in semester!).

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

First day, then a break

my favorite poster graffiti on a wall near my school

First day of school on Monday went very smoothly. Started class at noon, and except for a few breaks, I had class until 8:30pm. Very weird to walk out of class and into the night, in the middle of a busy city with multicolored lights and people relaxing outside small cafes. Web Design class lasted 2.5hrs, but went by in no time. Very modern Mac desktops with Photoshop CS3 and Fireworks and Dreamweaver, just like at my college at home. I had to take a photo of myself through the computer's webcam for the professor, and that is now my profile picture on here. Today, strangely enough, was a free day with no classes, so I wandered through the streets and struck up conversion with street vendors. One was from Sicily and another from Romania. Both had fascinating little stories to tell and were very friendly and welcoming. I also achieved my goal of wanting to buy some Italian indoor soccer shoes - both for playing in school soccer leagues here and for wearing around. It took ages to find some that were affordable. Things, especially shoes, are extremely expensive here. Everyone wears fashion bling-bling. So many gold shoes, it's very weird. More fun stories to come tomorrow, I'm sure. :)


a man steers his boats to a dock on the Arno

nothing more refreshing than a beautiful morning bike ride - the Duomo is the large dome