Souvenirs anyone?
My co-workers asked me at lunch the other day what kind of souvenir I am taking home from Milano....I didn't know, but my amica did and she replied for me: A brazilian.
Yes. :) I've been spending a lot of time with these brasilians here, and I have to say they're starting to grow on me. One of them just left for Brasile yesterday, and I was really quite sad. He had taught me a lot about life. His consiglia , or his advice, was very open-hearted and saggio, or wise. Wholistic in a way. Down to earth. Without pretenses.
And I definitely have a brazilian boyfriend right now. He's a civil engineer. And he speaks portuguese, english, and italian. (Hot.) Now I'm learning all kinds of brazilian hand gestures and words, and ways of being. (Why get 100% on a test, when all you need to pass is a 65%? Maybe have a farm with ostriches that you can can sell for a lot of money when you get old ..... And when you speak, volume and tone are expected to be extremely loud when having a great time. Louder conversation = even better time.) Okay, as you can see, it's a little different there. I would have never thought of the ostriches before being with them. They've given me brazilian music, movies, coins and food. They're always ready to share. This is something i must practice more myself.
So, after living in the San Paolo corridor, I feel a little more wise about who i want to be and who i am right now.
Back to the italian conversation: Milan is pretty lame, the people are really stiff and kind of closed minded, but one thing's for sure... aperitivo is great. Very expensive, but great. And although my english definitely gets worse when drunk, my Italian gets way better. Veramente. It's funny to meet the Italian men who want to know the American girls, it's so typical here. They approach and always say 'Hi!' in English, because it's terribly obvious that i'm not italian. I could have tried everything to blend, and still, American would be written somewhere between being blonde and happy.
But blonde is an asset too sometimes. one of the sweetest moments so far was when my favorite brasilian told me very nicely that i was truly lora lora, blonde blonde. I love the way that sounds. I will miss these brazilians. Next stop, .....south america anyone??
Words you need to know in milano:
Caldo, hot. Zanzari, mosquitoes. Aperitivo, happy hour. Saldi, sales. Mamma mia, mamma mia. Carino, pretty/nice/friendly. Scarpe, shoes. Calcio, soccer. Montagne, mountains. Lagi, lakes.
These are the main themes of conversation :)
In fact, you could have a great conversation just like that:
Che caldo, oggi! Anche, quelli zanzari me attacano! Sempre! Especialemente ieri sera, quando io ho vato per aperitivo al fuori nella parca. Terribile.... Ma comunque, tu hai visto i saldi??? Mamma mia.... io ho comprato questi scarpe, carine, no? Oh, tu non hai visto i saldi perche tu hai visto la partita di calcio, [ah! Cazzo! Zidane! Che pale!!! Adesso, siamo d'accordi con Materazzi, fongulo a sua madre! .... e la sorella anche.] Allora, ma addesso noi dobbiamo andare per vacanze a montagne e lagi, perche Milano e troppo caldo durante agosto. Ciao, arrivaderci!
Yep. That will do it. Note the trash talk part about Zidane. Molto importante.
okay. 2 more weeks, then i'm done!. I'm going to Nice for a week after i finish work. Then the day after, i start school on august 7th in Rome. It will be both a relief and a sadness to be amongst people who I already know. relief from the homesickness, and sadness because undoubtedly we will revert back to english most of the time.
Ciao ciao, baci e abbracci.
--Meg.
My co-workers asked me at lunch the other day what kind of souvenir I am taking home from Milano....I didn't know, but my amica did and she replied for me: A brazilian.
Yes. :) I've been spending a lot of time with these brasilians here, and I have to say they're starting to grow on me. One of them just left for Brasile yesterday, and I was really quite sad. He had taught me a lot about life. His consiglia , or his advice, was very open-hearted and saggio, or wise. Wholistic in a way. Down to earth. Without pretenses.
And I definitely have a brazilian boyfriend right now. He's a civil engineer. And he speaks portuguese, english, and italian. (Hot.) Now I'm learning all kinds of brazilian hand gestures and words, and ways of being. (Why get 100% on a test, when all you need to pass is a 65%? Maybe have a farm with ostriches that you can can sell for a lot of money when you get old ..... And when you speak, volume and tone are expected to be extremely loud when having a great time. Louder conversation = even better time.) Okay, as you can see, it's a little different there. I would have never thought of the ostriches before being with them. They've given me brazilian music, movies, coins and food. They're always ready to share. This is something i must practice more myself.
So, after living in the San Paolo corridor, I feel a little more wise about who i want to be and who i am right now.
Back to the italian conversation: Milan is pretty lame, the people are really stiff and kind of closed minded, but one thing's for sure... aperitivo is great. Very expensive, but great. And although my english definitely gets worse when drunk, my Italian gets way better. Veramente. It's funny to meet the Italian men who want to know the American girls, it's so typical here. They approach and always say 'Hi!' in English, because it's terribly obvious that i'm not italian. I could have tried everything to blend, and still, American would be written somewhere between being blonde and happy.
But blonde is an asset too sometimes. one of the sweetest moments so far was when my favorite brasilian told me very nicely that i was truly lora lora, blonde blonde. I love the way that sounds. I will miss these brazilians. Next stop, .....south america anyone??
Words you need to know in milano:
Caldo, hot. Zanzari, mosquitoes. Aperitivo, happy hour. Saldi, sales. Mamma mia, mamma mia. Carino, pretty/nice/friendly. Scarpe, shoes. Calcio, soccer. Montagne, mountains. Lagi, lakes.
These are the main themes of conversation :)
In fact, you could have a great conversation just like that:
Che caldo, oggi! Anche, quelli zanzari me attacano! Sempre! Especialemente ieri sera, quando io ho vato per aperitivo al fuori nella parca. Terribile.... Ma comunque, tu hai visto i saldi??? Mamma mia.... io ho comprato questi scarpe, carine, no? Oh, tu non hai visto i saldi perche tu hai visto la partita di calcio, [ah! Cazzo! Zidane! Che pale!!! Adesso, siamo d'accordi con Materazzi, fongulo a sua madre! .... e la sorella anche.] Allora, ma addesso noi dobbiamo andare per vacanze a montagne e lagi, perche Milano e troppo caldo durante agosto. Ciao, arrivaderci!
Yep. That will do it. Note the trash talk part about Zidane. Molto importante.
okay. 2 more weeks, then i'm done!. I'm going to Nice for a week after i finish work. Then the day after, i start school on august 7th in Rome. It will be both a relief and a sadness to be amongst people who I already know. relief from the homesickness, and sadness because undoubtedly we will revert back to english most of the time.
Ciao ciao, baci e abbracci.
--Meg.
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