After the Friday night post exam party, we had a Saturday night – welcome party – so on Sunday I was seriously ready for some fresh air.
I just love how in Italy, there’s always something to eat, drink and a train can take you to the sea, or the mountains !
On a side note:
My Italian is slowly improving…my vocabulary is food based. Essentially my sentences are – and I am pretty sure they are all pretty appalling Italian:
Posso prendere un cafe per favore? Normale? Grazie mille.
Ciao! Como stai? Anke io. Grazie!
Vorrei questo (pointing – gesturing is 95% of my language for survival – it’s not pretty but I’m still here – so…).
Quale aranchia piu dolce? Per mangiare?
Posso prendere una bicciera de acqua frizzante? Grazie!
Dove posso comprare ….
Etc etc. Nothing ground breaking!
Anyway, I felt like running away from the city (and any sign of alcohol), so jumped on the first train to the closest ski resort: Bardonecchia!