As
we cycled through shaded alleys and across sunlit piazzas on the 5 minute ride
to school we could not believe our luck that this was our life for the next two
weeks. The pressure cooker that is 'il curso intensivo' and the brain
ache that this entails on a daily basis is undoubtedly compensated by the
'dulce vita' of good food, great surroundings and good company. Life
could definitely be worse....
After we finished today's classes we returned (again with throbbing heads) to
the flat for lunch. I had elected to go to the additional 'cultural' session that
afternoon on the language of gestures in Italy so a quick turnaround saw me
back at the school while Lorraine did some home study. As ever, only Italian was spoken and explanations of the meaning of gestures that you could
not understand with a language that you were not too sure of is surely a road
to total misunderstanding. I will let you know if I get beaten up in the
next few weeks for being rude when I thought I was being complementary.....
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