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A Day As An Italian Chef

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.3 Comments

Yesterday, my Italian class got to go to culinary school and spend our 3 hours of class cooking up a storm! I've been waiting so patiently for this ALL semester. We made Tortelli di Patate, Tagliatelle al Pomodoro, and Schiacciata alla Fiorentina. I was in charge of making the pasta and ravioli with some of my other classmates and it was ...
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Our Day Making the Italians Angry…

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.3 Comments

Yesterday, my friends and I had grand plans of renting vespas and driving them to the hot springs. We had visions of cruising through Tuscany in the sunshine on our vespas like true Italians and then spending the day lounging around in the hot, therapeutic waters of the hot springs. So basically, a day of a paradise. That’s simple right? …

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Some Small Things I’ve Learned

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.5 Comments

So, like I’ve said before, every day is learning experience while you’re abroad. I’ve learned more things about myself and my desires than I ever suspected and I’ve had some pretty deep conversations with friends here who are also discovering so much. Speaking of learning experiences, I just got back from my first meeting with my language exchange partner! What …

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Our Essence is in Exploring

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.2 Comments

This morning i set out for my run with no expectations, besides the fact that I was going to run far and run somewhere new. This is the great thing about living in a foreign city, especially one so rich with history and architecture. Just when I think I’ve gotten to know Florence pretty darn well, a beautiful new building …

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What Can’t Be Captured

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.6 Comments

I’ve been diligently and maybe obsessively taking pictures to remember every moment on this trip. These pictures are great for memories and for my family and friends to relish in, but there’s a whole other side to my experiences here that just cannot be captured in pictures. I just got back from a run through Florence. I ran all over …

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Rainy Day Musings

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.3 Comments

This whole relying-solely-on-yourself in a new country and improving is actually great – I have officially conquered my fear of thunderstorms! I know, I know… that’s not very deep and self-revelational (although those things are also happening) but… it’s a good thing nonetheless. I have a semi-irrational fear of thunderstorms at night, and since they rarely happen in SoCal and …

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Boboli Bliss

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.4 Comments

Today we explored Boboli Garden. I've been looking forward to this for a long time because I've heard so much about how gorgeous it is. OH MY GOSH This place was insanely beautiful. We went in, went up a beautiful walkway, and were presented with the most beautiful view right off the bat. We took a look at the map ...
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Bump in the Road

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.1 Comment

I'm a little all over the place, so don't judge if this blog post isn't as wonderfully written and exciting as usual ;) a LOT has happened today. So today was a nice day. We had our 2nd language class (normally we don't have class on Fridays but we do on this Friday and the next to make up for ...
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Sore Feet and Paninis

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.5 Comments

Today was our Italian language placement exam at 9 AM. These past days have been full of wandering so today I finally got to learn the straight path from our apartment to the study center... It's 1 mile but isn't bad at all! I love it because I get to gaze lustfully like an idiot at all the pretty buildings ...
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Thank God for Visuals

In Florence, Italy by Amanda B.10 Comments

So there's this small thing called a language barrier and it's just slightly a struggle (sarcasm here, if you couldn't tell). Like when you're supposed to move your luggage but instead you stand there clueless while your bellhop explains himself 4 times over, only speaking faster each time. Or like when you really need a fork for your overflowing sandwich but don't ...
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