My Room

So when we got to Italy yesterday, Kristen and I had to take a taxi. The cab ride to the apartment was CRAZY. I seriously forgot how people drove here (the signs are foreign to me as well, I'm glad I don't have to deal with it). It's so disorganized, everyone is constantly changing lanes (most without using their blinker and those who use it put it on while they are swerving), but somehow everyone looks out for each other and it works. I wish I took a video of it. There were so many tiny cars too, that drove through tiny alleys that were just big enough for the one car. People were walking everywhere, including in the streets. At one point we had to stop for an ambulance that barely squeezed past us and another person trying to turn left.

The apartment we are staying in is really nice, and an extremely short walk from downtown. Everything is small here; we got into the elevator and there was only enough room for us and our bags. Our host mother had to take the stairs. We live at the top of the building, on the 6th floor, with a beautiful view.

The jet lag was messing with us today. We went to bed early last night, and still slept until 1! I did take some pictures of my room though:

Views from our window

My bed (Kristen's is in the front)

The closets (they were like this in our old apartment too)

Some neat old pictures hanging up on the wall

My Room