So I just ate a Colomba. That's after the antipasto, the best primo piatti (pasta) ever, il secondo (pork), fruit and wine. The Colomba is our dolce, a traditional Easter dessert that Silvia's genitori saved for her.
Maneeza and I have made our way to the little known island of Sardegna, just north of the mafia-favorite, Sicily. We're staying with my Italian teacher, Silvia, in Cagliari. Yesterday she showed us all around and we had an apperitif on the beach! After our traditional Italian dinner with her parents we started the night.
"If we get there by 1:30, we get in free!" she says. 1:30??? I'm thinking, that's when bars close in Columbia!! We danced at a club on the crystal clear water, and we could see right through to the fish and sand below. Around 5 we made it home. Despite the "typical Italian man" trying to dance on you all the time, I was pleasantly surprised by Italian nightlife. No one was drunk. That could've been because all drinks were €8, or they're just more interested in dancing...
Today we hit the beach! Good thing, because after a summmer in London I stuck out like a sore thumb surrounded by all those bronzed Italians! Silvia drove us around the beautiful coastline before we found a spot to towel down. The water was, again, crystal clear and gorgeous. The men don't wear "trunks" and even the little girls don't wear tops! Everyone is just there in pursuit of relaxation :)
Just a few days in Sardegna have a given me great practice with my Italian! Silvia's parents don't speak English, which "e problema!!" according to her mother, the first thing she said! But I found myself conversing very well with her, and she even said my accent isn't so bad ;) She'd like to keep me around to cook for. Am I starting to think in Italian? Cool.
On our way now to watch Silvia dance with her folk group in traditional Sardegnian costume...
PHOTOS: some of these were taken along the coastline: Silvia talking to Maneeza; we went to a ruin of the old city overlooking the town at sunset: the graffiti says "we love you a lot"
5 comments:
How lucky you are to have Silvia to show you around her home! I'm exhausted just reading - but it sounds great! Have an interesting visual of the italian guys dancing on you! And who is this Mother you're talking about - she can't have you!!
Wow- sounds like paradise!!!
haha it's Silvia's mom - she liked cooking for me and talking to me in italian!!
Oh - does this mean I'll actually have to start cooking again??? Maybe, but don't know about the italian part . . .
Cools pics. I was thinking how horrible the graffiti - leave it to the Italians to make their ugly graffiti romantic. Was Maneeza getting ready to talke a picture of the bushes??
The water looks incredible!!
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