Rain, rain, go away...

It smells like Vermont when it rains here. One might ask, "Why the hell would she know what Vermont smells like?" Well, I used to go camping there, and I've always associated a very damp, cold scent with those memories. It smells like that when it rains and therefore it has been smelling like Vermont for the past few days due to the amount of rain we have been having.

It's actually kind of nice. It's been giving us a break from the eternal heat that seems to bear down upon the Villa, although it did make us cancel our Saturday morning hike- we were supposed to take a hike through this old chestnut forest that's kept up by San Franciscan monks. Cool, huh? Too bad it didn't happen.

Despite the hike being canceled, we did have a rather enjoyable weekend. First of all, it was the first time in a week that my body was properly functioning, due to the extreme decrease in muscle soreness. Well, let's start with Thursday night. We had a cabaret, and it was lovely to see so many people show off their stuff, and even lovelier to see some people do things that were sligtly out of their element- like one of the music students doing a dramatic reading of Dr. Seuss' One Fish, Two Fish. My friends and I did an interpretive dance to Alanis Morisette's 'Ironic', and we've been talking about starting a musical improv group. And then, we had a toga party. Yes...togas. It seemed appropriate, being in Italy and all.
And yes, I am wearing my Little Mermaid towel as a toga. Be jealous.

Friday night was rather uneventful. We were supposed to watch La Vita E' Bella but everyone was being loud so I left early. Instead I went on to of the Teatrino (one our the theatre studio spaces) and tried to take some pictures of the lighting- it had stopped raining at this point, but there was some sweet lightning going on up in the sky.









Cool, huh?

Saturday, like I said, was the date of the non-hiking trip, so some friends and I spent the down in town. There was supposed to be a circus-type thing, but that was half-cancelled because of the rain, so instead we played with all the cool circus toys and showed off some of our sweet acrobatics.

Sunday was mildly uneventful. We got dinner at this restaraunt called Buca di San Francesco, which is in the basement of some building and all the walls are covered in frescos. Nifty, huh? Anyway, we ordered our food, thinking we were just getting entrees. however, our order also inclused a bread salad- a Tuscan specialty- and some dessert wine. Yum.

Again, if ya'll want pictures, you have two options...Facebook fiends can go here and here, while all the non-creepers can go to my Webshots here.

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All was silent as before -
All silent save the dripping rain.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow