Nothing too crazy to update at this point, except for the fact that we are on our second (family sized) jar of Nutella. Morning, noon, night...by the spoonful, on a banana, on bread, I think we eat this more than anything else.
Also,my feet are killing me- this is probably the biggest thing that I should have planned ahead for. It's tough too, if you wear sneakers or sandals, everyone makes fun of you, or at least can point you out as dinstinctly American. So we're all wearing our beautifully painful leather flats or boots, and we're dying. Katy is slowly developing her first bunion (like Paul?), I have some blisters, we all have corns. It's gross!! Dr. Scholl's is pretty expensive here too, but I think it may be worth it to pick up some of those gellin' things.
I don't have class until 4:30 today, which is awesome. But if I'm left alone for too long, I wander. And then I buy clothes. And it really, REALLY excites me. There are just too many pretty things here.
We're going to Venice this weekend, it should be awesome. Apparently there is this festival, Carnivale going on, and it's supposed to be pretty crazy. I hope I don't fall into a canal. That's all I'm saying.
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when i went to spain i got intense blisters from wearing nice looking sneakers to not get judged, but when i go back, im just not going to care, i decided. If you tell me what sort of Dr Sholl's stuff to pick up, I will send you all a feet-care-package.
Love!
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