Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Siena is composed of 17 contradas each named after an animal or symbol with a long history of heraldic and semi-mythological associations. I live in the dragon contrade, go to school in the porcupine contrade, and am jealous of every single person living in the unicorn. I take long walks in the golden goose contrade, a crest so regal that it puts my lovely unicorn to shame, and am fascinated that the caterpillar contrade is the most saintly of them all. Wether it be my 5 classes that talk about the palio in some fashion, the fact that I
frolicked stared at cows last week at the Poggio al Sorbo, or that I was taught the word for cat today in italian class (gatto!) I am having a strange fixation with all non bipedal creatures (JAH4EVR.) So chin chin to qui quo qua (donald ducks italian newfew), Liv Tyler, and the crested porcupine.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
1. The way their clothes swing in the wind.
2. The Architecture.
3. Gelato. All Day. Every day. Twice a day.
5. That when I get homesick I can look to the sky.
6. The art.
7. The secrets.
8. The surprises.
9. The glorious glorious fruit.
11. 2 1/2 hour lunch break for all of Siena.
More time for dreaming.
12. Ignoring the things that don't matter.
& paying attention to the things that do.