Holy toledo we are finally here! we traveled from 1230 our time to 330 italian time...about 21 hours and we were friggin TARD when we got here. no sleep, very cracked out. Another classic marissa mulder quote set the tone for our journey: "what stays in italy, happened in italy", and we were off.
Some highlights thus far:
FOOD. LOTS OF IT. MULTIPLE COURSES. NO ONE COULD FIT INTO DRESSES AT OUR CONCERT. SO WORTH IT.
Mine and Leslie,s birthdays! We both were given cakes at dinner and sung too by the choir. Leslies was lemon but she was pretty convinced it was coconut. strange things happen to your tastebuds in foreign countries apparently, but we are all pretty cracked out so i suppose itàs excusable. No drinking yet because Palermo has terrible night life, but tonight is going to be the party night to end all party nights with the entire choir. Certainly many stories will come.
First concert last night, got in trouble with frightening, yelly sweater man for exposed shoulders and skirts and shorts above the knee during our practice earlier that day. Had to wear multiple scarves- we were very attractive.
Got assaulted by italian men of other choir. mine yelled "alta alta!" (tall one tall one!) and demanded a photograph as he was pretty much holding my ass. Another one upped him by grabbing norma and christiana and yelling "duo duo!" (Iàve got two!!). Nick moran told them Jesus was watching, we all had a good laugh. Jack had a fan club of preteen italian girls...good times were had by all.
Tomorrow is beach day in taormina, today we SHOP. How much can I fit in my backpackagain? I guess we will see! miss you all!
Kristine and friends!
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If there's one thing Italian men do, and do well, it's charm/grope lovely American Girls, hehehe but hey, it's Italy right... watch out for those damn sardinians though, bunch of cut-throats and thieves that bunch, and don't even get me started on the Corsicans.
missin' yoooooouuuu
happy bday.
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