Today was my second day interning with Giuseppe. After feeling refreshed from my hibernation of intense dormancy I decided to tackel our expresso maker again. I filled the bottom part of the saucer with just enough water, poured expresso powder over the small filter and attached the top of the french press looking pitcher, fired up the gas stove and waited.....although it wasn't by any standards the best expresso I've ever tasted, it was at least drinkable. Oh well, this can be perfected. I headed off in search of Guiseppe's studio. It is located in Euclid, a ritzy area of Rome. With the perfect directions that the internship coordinator gave me, it was easy to find. Once I arrived we discussed what I would be working on and decided that I would be researching and publishing a periodical on the mafioso and how they have shaped the legal system in Italy. (This makes me feel much better about missing the final season of Sopranos). Giuseppe also wanted me to write a letter for him that he needed to send to two of his clients. Last year two girls studying at Temple Rome went to Venice for Carnival. While there, after a little too much vino rosso, they decided to throw their empty wine bottle over one of the bridges. This bottle landed on agente di polizia, talk about bad luck. Anyway, Giuseppe is representing them and needs their signiture allowing him the permission to represent them in court. These poor stupid Americans!!
Instead of going to the country club for my swimming lesson today, we drove to Piazza Borghese to see if the International Horse Races were going on. We were in luck...one of the races was just about to begin! He quickly bought us tickets and we watched the horses approach the staring gates. These massive animals were very well groomed and their coats couldn't have been any shinier! The race was quite impressive. One horse jetted out before the group at the beginning of the race and remained in the lead the entire way around the stadium. The winner was an English horse and his name was Phillip. On the way out of the arena we stopped and looked at some of the memoribilia. I was glancing at a nice scarf and...Giuseppe draped it around my neck, told me that it looked beautiful and purchased it for me! Then, on the drive back to school, he leaned over and kissed me =O....in a more than "friendly italinan" way. I explained that I didn't think this was a good idea and that we should keep our relationship professional. I dont want him to get the wrong idea! Although, I'm really hoping this doesn't ruin my chanch for the swimming lesson with his sexy swim coach!
After class today I spent some time in the computer lab and finallized some of the plans for my upcoming weeked trips. I've decided to celebrate my birthday in Barcelona! A good friend recommended that drinking sangria and tanning topless, would be most appropriate. A friend and I booked tickets with RyanAir, (great low cost fares) then began planning the rest of the trip. I am so excited!!
The weekend after that I'm going to group trip to Ventotene, a beautiful island near Capri. Supposedly it is like Capri but there are fewer tourists and it is less industrialized. The beaches look delightful. While snorkeling and scuba diving we will be able to see underground ruins and have the opportunity of cliff diving. Lets hope I can build up the courage.
Thursday night we found out about an underground music club in Rome, called Traffic. Three Italian bands were going to be playing so we decided to check it out. As much as I love Pearl Jam, I'm getting really sick of hearing American music everywhere I go. Well, what we were about to experience was far from anything I've ever heard. When we arrived, after an hour of figuring out how to get there, discovering that the metro was closed, 1 bus ride and a cab ride later, we were ecstatic. The band Volconoman was amazing! They were a rock/electronica band with lots of interesting sounds and beats. (The lead singer wasn't bad either). I had such a great time! The bartender was also wonderful. She was a cute Italian flower child who made me fritazzas all night. (Her own special creation of vino biancho, freshed squeezed orange and appleton rum.) SQIUSITO! The club was full of lots of interesting people from punks, to an Irish philosopher who was helping me "find myself" and everyone in between. We also met two Romans who were intrested in trading/sharing some of our "goods." It was quite the cultural experience! I will definately be coming back here!