it is so stupidly hot here.. constantly... i'm sweating right now at 1030 at night
first of all, to get some things out of the way:
1. carl has an antagonistic relationship with pigeons. hopefully, documentation will be provided later.
2. david beckham scored an amazing goal, but not as amazing as argentina's in the first period of overtime against mexico. beckham actually bent one in. finally, david beckham has a girl's voice. and he puked during the game, on the field, maybe more than once. stud.
3. the red sox are fantastic.
our study trip continues to be much better than working at home. however, class work has overwhelmed the novelty of being in a foreign country. the work load here has gotten heavy. it has definitely not been a light romantic beret-wearing sketching stroll through the ruins. colleen and i cant remember what we did this past week, but we do remember that its been hot as (insert explative of choice), we've been walking and drawing for about 100 hours straight, and its been hot as ( " " ). final requirements right now are looking nearly impossible, yet frustratingly doable. fortunately, the only way to break up the constant onslaught of assignments is to drink aperol sodas, wine, or peach vodka in slightly more than appropriate amounts. that, or arm wrestle the heat over gelato on a cone.
this weekend we saw one million weddings. everyone throws rice at the end, which explains a lot regarding carl and pigeons. we watched a wedding in a church made almost entirely out of pieces of the forum's ruins (i.e. spolia). we got trapped in a wedding at santa costanza, a round church built from a roman mausoleum, which has nothing to do with seinfeld and everything to do with being way too far from where are apartment is. we got kicked out for a wedding a couple of times, but those instances were more annoying than entertaining. for any nerds out there who are keeping tally of the sweet spots we have drawn in person: we got kicked out of santa costanza after the church caretaker noticed my blue seersucker shortsleeve button down/khaki shorts/flipflops; and we got kicked out of bernini's santa andrea delle quirinale as the florists were preparing- whatever, we didnt want to stay anyways. but then we went back.
we also had dinner at ristorante costanza, which was way too expensive and having nothing to do with the church.
we spent three days straight at michelangelo's campidoglio, a place my parents have never seen. they also have never seen the pantheon. or piazza navona. what they did see, i'll never know.
finally, there has been a break down in the property rights structure related to cheap sunglasses here in the apartment. as a result, colleen has worn some pretty goofy looking "facial rims" out in public, thinking that she looked sassy and/or cool. unfortunately, no pictures yet.
big shout out to karet dickstein for tending to the A.P.T., and providing excellent coverage of rent and rotting bags of garbage issues. i would highly recommend their services for anyone's rotting bags of garbage needs. karet, you deserve a kielbasa.
1. carl has an antagonistic relationship with pigeons. hopefully, documentation will be provided later.
2. david beckham scored an amazing goal, but not as amazing as argentina's in the first period of overtime against mexico. beckham actually bent one in. finally, david beckham has a girl's voice. and he puked during the game, on the field, maybe more than once. stud.
3. the red sox are fantastic.
our study trip continues to be much better than working at home. however, class work has overwhelmed the novelty of being in a foreign country. the work load here has gotten heavy. it has definitely not been a light romantic beret-wearing sketching stroll through the ruins. colleen and i cant remember what we did this past week, but we do remember that its been hot as (insert explative of choice), we've been walking and drawing for about 100 hours straight, and its been hot as ( " " ). final requirements right now are looking nearly impossible, yet frustratingly doable. fortunately, the only way to break up the constant onslaught of assignments is to drink aperol sodas, wine, or peach vodka in slightly more than appropriate amounts. that, or arm wrestle the heat over gelato on a cone.
this weekend we saw one million weddings. everyone throws rice at the end, which explains a lot regarding carl and pigeons. we watched a wedding in a church made almost entirely out of pieces of the forum's ruins (i.e. spolia). we got trapped in a wedding at santa costanza, a round church built from a roman mausoleum, which has nothing to do with seinfeld and everything to do with being way too far from where are apartment is. we got kicked out for a wedding a couple of times, but those instances were more annoying than entertaining. for any nerds out there who are keeping tally of the sweet spots we have drawn in person: we got kicked out of santa costanza after the church caretaker noticed my blue seersucker shortsleeve button down/khaki shorts/flipflops; and we got kicked out of bernini's santa andrea delle quirinale as the florists were preparing- whatever, we didnt want to stay anyways. but then we went back.
we also had dinner at ristorante costanza, which was way too expensive and having nothing to do with the church.
we spent three days straight at michelangelo's campidoglio, a place my parents have never seen. they also have never seen the pantheon. or piazza navona. what they did see, i'll never know.
finally, there has been a break down in the property rights structure related to cheap sunglasses here in the apartment. as a result, colleen has worn some pretty goofy looking "facial rims" out in public, thinking that she looked sassy and/or cool. unfortunately, no pictures yet.
big shout out to karet dickstein for tending to the A.P.T., and providing excellent coverage of rent and rotting bags of garbage issues. i would highly recommend their services for anyone's rotting bags of garbage needs. karet, you deserve a kielbasa.
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