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July 2, 2011

sunny 90 °F
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     Today we leave back to San Remo after two very busy weeks. Working with Italian children took every last bit of patience I had. I've never seen such badly behaved children. Of course, it could have been the language barrier. They most likely thought I was stupid because I didn't speak the language. The look of shock on the last day of the camp when I told them (in Italian) that I spoke Italian and understood every single thing they said was priceless. The overall experience was great. 
     I worked with an amazing team of people, and my host family was caring and fantastic. When getting on the train, the mom and older daughter cried. I was very honored at being a part of their household. Besides my family, and my husband, I have never lived with anyone else. They made the transition easy. They were patient with my difficulties in understanding them and them understanding me, but at the end of the two weeks I have learned a lot of expressions and phrases. I thank them from the bottom of my heart for accepting me in their everyday rituals.
     About four days ago we got an email from the company I am working for asking me if my husband and I would like to take a two week break between camps, since we were suppose to do three of them. They had over booked tutors and the tutor coordinator thought of us. Hell yeah we want to take a two week break. So off we go back to San Remo.

Posted by Lizzy001 15:28 Archived in Italy Tagged sunsets_and_sunrises mountains beaches churches people backpack english backpacking blog bussara Comments (0)

June 23, 2011

Termoli, Italy

sunny 81 °F

     Last night, I went with my host family's dad to listen to him sing Italian cover songs with two of his childhood friends. They performed at the second home of Charlie, the more extraverted of the three. To get to the house, we went through two or three little towns. These towns were quite impressive. The old buildings were on an incline and were built against each other for support. (It was getting dark so I didn't get any good pictures.) There were also beautiful stone churches hidden at each town center.  Charlie's house was about a mile away from the last town we passed, hidden by the thick foliage of the surrounding area. Behind his house, he had a field of sunflowers.
     Now, I must explain to you the comical aspect of the evening. The host dad, Michele, is Albanian. He speaks Italian with a very thick Albanian accent, or so I am told. So, we had three Albanian men speaking Italian, one who studied In England and knew about two handfuls of English words, and then there's me. I speak an awful mix of English, Spanish, and Italian.
     I spent the first ten minutes concentrating on figuring what the song lyrics meant, and the rest of the time laughing at the men's foreign antics. Like typical men, they dedicated songs, made fun of each other, and drank. Every song they played was cheesy and spoke of love, it was very entertaining. They were a lot better than I expected them to be.

Posted by Lizzy001 09:42 Archived in Italy Tagged landscapes mountains people night travel italy backpacking Comments (0)

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