extra in the ordinary
this post is dedicated to all the normal things i do during my times here that i still find exciting.








this post is dedicated to all the normal things i do during my times here that i still find exciting.
Enough said. in other news…
The first family is from
The second family I havent really been able to talk to yet because they arrived late tonight. they all speak English though (and I think French)! They seem to be friends with the Cheli family and have four children. The youngest two are twins, one boy and one girl named Meko and Meka (Get it? masculine and feminine endings :p)
I took a bus (this is a picture I took at the bus stop) to
Once i safely got to
That’s where I met anna (woman on the right), my new friend, hero, and angel all in one :). She’s ½ Italian and ½ British (so she speaks both Italian and English) and is from
This is her with the nice electrician (writing about her STILL makes me smile). I was planning on dropping 60 euro for an adapter but it was only 6 euros! The electrician, Johnny, was extremely nice and helpful and we became instant friends. I like to imagine all my ee friends as “Johnny”s now :p. He explained to me how the adapter works with all these technical electrical terms in Italian and I nodded as if I understood. Even if he explained in English, I still probably wouldn’t have been able to understand what he was talking about. Haha.
Anna then took me to the cell phone store. I am so thankful that she was able to take me because I would have never been able to find (or ask) where the cell phone or electrical store are! Anna was a HUGE help in translating the confusing cell phone plan.
I also went with anna to the market and helped carry her bags home for her (she has really bad knees). We had juice together at her place which is right across the street from the Duomo (really busy location in
I am thankful for anna not only because she helped me at a time when I really needed it, but also for her openness to help someone else and love them. She was so open to having a relationship with me while I was pretty hesitant about trusting anyone. I’ve noticed how distrustful Americans can be and stand by the rule that you must “earn your trust from me” while not all Italians are like this. Anna and I also had good conversations about sisters, friends, love, children, history,
I hope to be an Anna to someone someday.
We’ve had 2 first communion celebrations since my arrival here (today and the past Sunday). Supposedly the month of may is a common time for first communions. From what I remember from Christine lam and STIM, Catholics celebrate first communion after infant baptism when they’re around 8 years old and is a milestone for the catholic faith. I think at least. Since I’m pretty behind on posting, I decided to efficiently combine these 2 posts/days into one.
Both times we had around 30 people come for lunch (or should I say feast). The lunch (and typical Italian meal) includes wine, mineral water, olives, bread, appetizers (pate & bruchetta), ragu pasta, gorgonzola and zucchini pasta, meat dish, dessert with champagne, and café – all eaten in that order. Italians sure know how to feast and take around 4 hours to finish!
This is the serving team (L to R: vanna, maya,
This is a picture of the first family we catered to. it reminded me of big fat greek wedding with loud talking, hairy men who were very open about showing their chests, large families, everyone smoking (including the grandmas), and my favorite observation was that you couldn’t tell whose kids were whose. The entire time I was tryin to guess but in the end I was completely wrong (I found out during picture time). O yeah, the cake you see is DELICIOUS. It’s called millie follie (similar to napoleons) and I ate 3 slices each time which made my tummy feel kinda funny afterwards :\ but I don’t regret eating it, I don’t think I do at least.
All my life I always wanted a dog but due to certain parental constraints, inability to commit, and lack of responsibility, my lifelong dream of having a pet never happened. But, God has graciously “made up” for that period of my life by providing me currently with a surplus of animals for me to play with, love, and name (I like naming things). So the following posts features the beloved animals of casa cheli.
This is molly and I fell in love with her this past winter break during our previous visit. The first time I met her she was the sweetest and friendliest dog and resembled her owner, vanna :p. I wish I could explain how big of a bundle of joy she actually is. Anyways, now she’s more on the chill side because she’s pregnant! I don’t know if you can see the bulge in her tummy or not. It’s really cute because she’s not used to her enlarged-self so she’ll frequently knock over chairs and get stuck through the doorway. Haha, really cute.
This is matilla who is the most beautiful and friendly cat I have ever come in contact with. She jumps in my lap to get petted and would be my “animal of choice” if I were to steal one of the cheli’s animals! This is her with her kitten. The kitten I named Tame because she was a freaking wild cat and needed to be tamed. She would not let anything or anyone touch her and she never walked but instead pounced around. Michele later on gave it to his girlfriend as a gift. Lots of luck to her.
These are the bunnies!!! The mama rabbit had NINE bunnies recently! Soooo cute! I named the bunnies: grumpy, happy, sneezy, doc, ___, weird, and snotty. I wish I could get a picture of the mama rabbit because she is HUGE, especially in comparison to her children. I named the mama rabbit, bicchierri or cup in Italian because the cheli’s are teaching me Italian and I always get stumped on this word! I’m hoping naming the rabbit this will help me remember :).
This is Johnny who the guests often call “the thing.” Poor Johnny. You cant really tell but his eye was scratched by something and it got infected really bad so his eye is growing this blue THING on it :\. This is a good picture of him because it shows how he usually is. He likes to sit/stay/sleep in chairs where people recently sat in so if you ever get up from your chair, don’t be surprised to find Johnny in it a second later. warning: it can get pretty annoying, especially when you intend to sit back down in your chair. vanna often tries to teach him but if I could rename him, I would name him “impossible.”
You cant really see, but this is where we keep the turtles and yellow little birds. There are four turtles so I named them Leonardo, michaelangelo, ___, and ___. Don’t ask me which is which because I wouldn’t know. The cheli family feeds them the leftover salad material. And for the birds, vanna says they’re there to always give us a personal concert everyday :). I have yet to name the birds.
This is the rooster and his wife. He has many wives, actually. The rooster I named Danger because it’s literally dangerous. He bit a little girl who was here for a party! I’m also very scared of him and I always carry a stick whenever I know I have to be around him.
This is zucherro (sugar in Italian) who is the “mascot” and mini-pony of the cheli family. Not much to stay about him except that I like this picture of him and tiffany when we visited. O yeah, he used to be in the circus before he came here! I guess that’s pretty interesting and vanna says he’s “talented.” I, personally, havent seen him do much except stand and eat grass.
Not pictured: gwendalina the geese and the frogs who live in the bbq pit. Massimo always tries to get me to kiss the frogs because he wants me to have a prince.
Haha, after reading simeon’s graduation survey post (it totally cracked me up. Is it good or bad that mean things make me laugh now?), I am inspired to update my blog. I’ve kinda given up on updating about
The weather in
Random things I did the first 2 days:
-12 Canadians are staying at the B&B for 12 days so I helped clean and prepare the rooms for them before they came. I ironed sheets until I got a blister!
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- listened to lots of music! I’m not sure why but I think it was because it was something familiar and I could actually understand it. now, I don’t listen to music at all due to my dying mp3 player.
- had my first Italian-style breakfast that I would later become my routine. I love breakfast here. I have coffee every morning with cookies or cake. Yum. AND, im mastering the art of making the perfect cup of coffee. Ask me and I’ll make a cup for you when I return :p.
- speaking of routines, some have already developed. Massimo always eats an apple (or mela) everyday after lunch and dinner. We watch the news during lunch and watch an Italian soap opera during dinner. Routines can be comforting at times, no?
- learned the lyrics of missy elliot’s “I’m really hot” song and taught
- had DELICIOUS food. I love Italian food. every meal is so simple yet delicious. I hope I can make some of it next year but the ingredients in
- met michele’s girlfriend (she had lunch with us on saturday). It seems like a lot of the Italian girls are tough-looking and even so, I really liked his gf :).
It took me a total of 20 hours to finally arrive to
Once I got to
i just finished cutting my nails. dont you love it when you cut your nails at the perfect length and you dont have to type with flat fingers anymore? dont you hate it when you cut it too short and it's sore the next day? for the most part, i like cutting my nails. it's a good (tangible) reminder that i'm growing in some aspect.