Week tre,
This week was filled with calcio, calcio, and more calcio. I also went to my Italian language class everyday. On Wednesday, I saw Milan take on Genova. I sat in the second tier in one of the corners. David Beckham scored a beautiful free kick to put the Rossoneri ahead, but they were not able to hold on. In the 87th minutes Genova struck to pull even. It was a bit frustrating to watch, Genova had one good opportunity to score and they capitalized, that is soccer though.
On Friday, a group of us went to a large dance club. There was an Italian band playing when we got there and they finished up around 1:30am or so. The band played a bunch of American song and would somehow incorporate 3 or 4 songs into one. It was interesting to listen to. At one point I remember hearing the song “Reach out and Touch Faith” which went into some song by Pink which then went into some Marilyn Manson song, and then to Rihanna. That was neat. After the band was finished the dance songs started up. I was a bit confused with the European dance style. There really isn’t much of a style actually. A lot of standing and some foot movement with a little hand movement mixed in. I was not able to integrate myself into the dance scene and therefore took a spot on the balcony that overlooked the dance floor as I searched for my friends. I may or may not have been looking at the barely clothed ladies dancing in cages as well. At times I found them to be distracting. I left the club around 2:30am walked home by 3am.
Needless to say, I rested on Saturday. We went grocery shopping later in the day. I believe I also went for a nice run.
Sunday, I awoke and went to purchase a pump to inflate my soccer ball I purchased. After that I came home for a quick bite to eat and then was off to the Inter Milan v Torino game at the San Siro. I wanted to see what the Inter games are like and I hoped to bring some bad luck to them. I sat with the super-fans. Scattered through out the stretch of the first row of the second section were “conductors” that would lead the fans in chants. It was an intense atmosphere. I understood some of the chants. Under my breath I was wishing for Inter to lose. They ended up drawing 1-1, which helped my team (Milan aka Rossoneri) gain 2 points in the standings. From what I observed, the Inter fans seemed to be goons and not pleasant folks. My experience made me happy to be a Milan fan.
After the game I went home for a wonderful dinner that my other two roommates cooked. The menu consisted of Chicken Parmesan, a nice salad, and spaghetti. It was amazing. The best chicken I have ever had. As soon as I cleaned the dishes, I ran to the metro to go to a bar to watch Milan take on Lazio (a team from Rome). The classy Rossoneri made easy work of the Lazio side and finished them off 3-0. David Beckham got my man of the match award as he provided assists for the first two goals and was connecting some amazing passes.
I did not watch that american football game that was on last night. Who was playing? Sleep was of higher priority.
Next weekend, we are going to Nice, France and then to Aix-en-Provence to visit a friend. I will start my academics next week.
I almost forgot to talk about the weather. For the most part it was nice during the week. Yesterday it started to snow around noon and it got progressively worse during the day. I awoke to heavy snowfall and 3 inches of slush on the ground. The weather is not supposed to change much this week.
Whenever Italians say bye to someone, they say “Ciao” about 10 times, so…
Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao Ciao. Ciao.
-Karl
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