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Update!
Okay, I have been seriously neglecting this blog–partly because I’ve been lazy, partly because I’ve discovered the joy of keeping a physical journal to write in.
This past week has been hectic, and I can literally see my grades slipping. I got one paper back and in the three grade categories fikk jeg: D/F, F, and N/A. So yeah, I’m redoing that paper.
Lately, I’ve also felt a huge urge to just get out and do something. For the first time, college is an imprisonment. I feel trapped by all this work; there isn’t enough time to go out and explore Ticino, Switzerland, Europe, the world.
But hopefully that urge will be soon appeased, as I will be going to a Natasha St-Pier concert on Wednesday! (To put things into context, Natasha St-Pier was my inspiration to learn French in the first place. I first heard “Un ange frappe à ma porte” on a flight to Hawai’i a 4 years ago, and from there my interest in the francophone world only exponentiated. [That's probably not even a word, but it felt justifiably fitting.]) I am thinking of taking the train after Italian in the morning to Morges and spending the day in either Lausanne or Morges. The concert starts at 20:30, and the only thing I am concerned about is making the train to Zurich (the last train departs at 22:30); and oh yeah–I will be CouchSurfing in Zurich! This will be my first CouchSurfing experience, so I’m very excited for it.
For Thanksgiving, I will be going down to visit min søte Jessica in Vailate. I’ve been talking to her a bit both on Skype and Facebook, and it will be so koselig to see her in person again. And I’m excited to use the Italian that I’ve learned in school, in addition to picking up some new slang as well.
I met Jessica last year as an exchange student in Norway; she lived up in Gol while I lived in Horten. In the beginning, there was a huge language barrier since I couldn’t speak any Italian and neither of us spoke Norwegian, but as the year went by I feel that we have grown closer despite seeing each other very rarely. (It became also much easier to talk with her as she improved both her English and Norwegian immensely.)
I will be taking the train down to Italy Friday, and since she has school during the daytime, the tentative plan is that I will explore Treviglio (the city where she goes to school) by myself during the day before meeting up with her and spending the weekend in Vailate. An attempt at turkey-baking and a visit to an ordentlig Italian discoteca is also planned in the itinerary. All in all, I’m very very excited and it’s going to be wonderful hearing her cheerful voice and seeing her smile again.
The weekend after Thanksgiving, I plan on going to visit Geneva and doing some exploring there. Even though it is the weekend before finals, I figure I will get some studying done on the train there, right?
And after finals (which seems so far away but is in reality very close upon us), I will head up to Alsace to visit Marie Demeulenaere and meet her family before heading back to the US for winter vacation. (Marie was also an exchange student in Norway; she lived up in Asker and we’ve had some great times together along the Oslofjorden.)
Yep, that’s the news. I guess I should write more about current news, but the upcoming plans seem much more exciting. Til neste gang, ha det så lenge!
Things That Made My Day This Week
Søndag, 8.11:
1. Trip to Ascona and Locarno with Louise.
2. Getting an amazing tour of both Ascona and Locarno from Barbara who goes to the Tourism School in Bellinzona.
3. Spicy pizza with olives, artichokes, prosciutto crudo, and mushrooms.
4. Evening kos at P8.
5. A reason to revisit Brno…
Lørdag, 7.11:
1. Downtown with Emma, Luiza, and Bryce.
2. Getting white hot chocolate at La Bottega del Caffè.
3. Switching seats at La Bottega del Caffè to check out guys.
4. Flytting til Panera 8!
Fredag, 6.11:
1. 80’s Fest hos Luiza.
2. Sov hos Andrew.
Torsdag, 5.11:
1. V for Vendetta på P8.
Noe Nyheter
+ Went to the doctor’s
+ Went to the sauna
+ Spa night hos jentene ned bakken
+ Gikk på tur langs vannet
+ Litt aleinetid med han søte som jobber på kantinen
Også har jeg flyttet ut av Panera. Alle mine ting er hos naboene. Nu sitter jeg på en kafè i Locarno. Slapp lördag!
Benvenuto a InterRail Italia!
It’s been a week since my train débâcle, and after some time and distance from it…I can still stand by my original opinion of TrenItalia. Det suger, liksom!
So what happened was this: after an amazing day walking through and getting lost in Venice (which, if I may digress for a bit, is the most beautiful city I have ever visited. I don’t care if people say it’s overtouristy–perhaps it is, but I like it that way; it’s romantic, picturesque, and it’s exceeded my expectations in every way.), I decided to take an earlier train home so I could get back to Lugano by 7PM in order to finish my schoolwork. And here begin my grievances:
They charge me €8 for riding on a different train than I had purchased tickets for. Well, I thought, “Va bene, at least now you know.” However, I didn’t have any Euros on me and asked if I could pay in Swiss Francs. He charged me 30CHF. Only after paying him 20CHF did I realize that he was bullshitting me. (For those who don’t know, €8 is roughly the equivilant of 13CHF.) Trying to stay positive, I had managed to convince myself that paying a little extra was necessary to ensure that I got home early. Little did I know…

My journey courtesy of TrenItalia!
The train that I was on, from Venezia Santa Lucia to Milano Centrale, unexpectedly stopped in Verona. After half an hour of waiting in silence, the conductor announced over the intercom that a man had killed himself sulla ferrovia. (Whether he jumped overboard or hopped in front of the tracks is unbeknownst to me.) So instead of continuing to Milano Centrale, we took a detour–to Bologna.
From Bologna, we slowly chugged our way up towards Milan, with stops in Modena and Piacenza. After six productive hours, we finally reached Milano Centrale. Ironically, I reached Milan even later than I would have if I had taken the train I originally purchased the ticket for. Needless to say, I missed my connection from Milan to Lugano, but was lucky enough not to have missed the last train from Milan to Bellinzona. With almost two hours to kill, I took the time to eat my apple and explore the outside of Milano Centrale and the metro.
In the end, I made it home at around 2AM in the morning. But considering how I did most of my homework on the train, I guess it wasn’t so bad after all.
These next couple of days are very exciting and eventful. Right now I’m still debating whether or not to go to Zürich today. (It’s currently 3:40AM and I would have to get to the train station by 8AM.) Will have a handful of midterms next week, closely followed by the arrival of my Norwegian family on Thursday. Unfortunately, I won’t have the opportunity to be with them for so long because on Monday, I leave for the Czech Republic and Slovakia on Academic Travel.
I’ve also finalized my plans for Thanksgiving! I will be spending the long weekend down in Vailate with Jessica! There are tentative plans to make turkey, which I’m very excited for.
And as for Christmas, hopefully I will be able spend a week over at Marie’s place in either Normandy or Paris before flying home to California.
Wow, I hope all this talk of traveling doesn’t make me sound spoiled rotten. The truth is, I am grateful for every moment of it and am loving life right now. La vita è bella. Ma adesso–devo dormire.
A Day in the Life: Italy
Ciao a tutti!
I am writing from Oderzo, Italy. (Look up its location on Wikipedia. It’s mindblowing realizing where in the world I am right now. In fact, all of today has been so surreal.) With a little help from Sandro, I successfully took the train from Lugano to Venice. Although the connection in Milan was hellish. (Note to self: Italian trains are not like Norwegian trains. And by that I mean they don’t always arrive on time. In fact, I have a theory that they rarely arrive on time.)
I had planned on exploring Oderzo in the morning, but alas, the luxury of having my own bed (as opposed to a bunk bed) in my own private room prevented me from getting out of bed until well past 11. Comunque, after breakfast with the rest of Francesco’s family (who are all very accommodating), I took the bus from Oderzo to Treviso.
Spent the day in Treviso with Francesco, Faustina, and some of his friends. Call me cheesy, or weird, or retardedly sentimental, but I feel lucky and amazed to have experienced today. I mean, how many people can say they have really witnessed the life of an Italian teenager? It was so interesting just to be with them, walking around town, chilling on the playground, making fun of passerbys.
We took the bus home late afternoon and saw the majority of Mannen som Elsket Yngve, which is a surprisingly (or not…if you’re me) good film, before being treated to a delicious dinner of roast beef, potatoes, salad with oil and vinegar, and breadcrumbs-stuffed paprika.
Tomorrow I hope to see a good deal of Venice before taking the train back to Lugano. A suivre…









