We woke up extremely sick today. Ray had a fever the night before, and I woke up with one. The biggest blisters imaginable lined the heel of my right foot. We unwillingly packed our bags and trekked over to the train station, bought our tickets and were out of the city by 10:00 am. We tried to find flu medicine but all the pharmacies were closed because of Pentecost and no shops sold medicine. At 10:30 am, we got to the Ventimiglia, Italy stop. I was able to properly buy tickets in my Rosetta Stone Italian, which was pretty awesome! It took us another half hour to get over to the San Remo station, but it felt great to finally be where we needed to be.
We took a bus to Blue Beach, which is like a low-key hotel on the water. This is where we will be staying for the rest of the week for training purposes. I am bunking with four other girls in this tiny little efficiency apartment. My husband is at the other end of the hall with four guys, I think. This is a very strange experience since I have only ever lived with my family and now my husband. I mentally prepared to be apart from him, but now that it's happening, it sucks. The girls I am bunking with seem very nice, I am glad I didn't get a bunk full of loud, obnoxious people.
Tomorrow we begin our training. There are about eighty tutors here, so they split everyone up into two groups. Of course, my husband and I were placed separately, but a really nice guy in my husbands group asked the supervisors if we could switch so my husband and I could be together.