The Italian city of Siena is divided into seventeen districts/neighborhoods, each with it's own church and, more importantly, each with it's own horse come the time of the bi-yearly races. They've been held in the town since the 15th century, and a neighborhood gains status when their horse wins. Cool, huh? Anyway, ribbons are tied to the neighborhood flag that flies outside the neighborhood church for special events. Pink for the birth of a girl, blue for the birth of a boy, and black for a death.
It didn't rain except for a little bit while we were on our way to Firenze on Friday. We had a tour of the city and then some free time. By the time the free time rolled around, however, everyone was too exhausted to do anything because the guide had gone so fast. We went back yesterday and spent a nice, slow day going around the Archeology Museum, eating at a small cafe with a view of the Duomo, and shopping. I bought presents!!! (For my dad, my sister, Oshunanat, and Tossblack.)
Every night that I've slept in the villa, I've gotten bug bites. Now, I have over a dozen and I still have one more night to go. Itch, itch, itch!!!!
Tonight is graduation, and tomorrow I have to be on the bus to the airport by 6am. Eeeek! If all goes well, I should be back in California by 4pm Monday, travelling through several timezones, with one or two layovers, depending on whether Lufthansa has really cancelled my flight or not.
Then on Tuesday it's back to school for an exam in Anthro, and on Wednesday I have an appointment with my Behavioral Neuroscience professor to go over the paper (that I haven't actually written yet) that is due on Thursday. Go me!