Who knew...

Today was the first morning walk with John Rose and also what felt like the longest day of class so far, but who knew that this small city could hold so much history. I began the day banging the top of the small alarm clock beside my face which screams at me for the day to begin. I must remind myself that screaming alarm allows me to get up and open the windows of my room down to the main road of a beautiful Italian city in which case I can’t complain that I must start my day because it’s another day in this beautiful place. I throw on some clothes to make me look more American than my blonde haired self already does so I can make the walk. We came to the place where Meredith students used to stay and although I enjoyed the views and charm of the beautiful garden, I am reminded that I am currently being treated like a princess in this palazzo. As the walk continues we make it to the Casa Della Buitoni where I learned was Nestles’ international headquarters. A house that beautiful to make chocolate in? Sounds amazing to me. I feel like I find out all sorts of things that happened in this city every day, and a lot of times it’s just sitting around talking with people. Today Sara did tell us a lot about how Sansepolcro grew and became a city. I mean imagine a few men coming here in 1500 or so and creating a city. The Italians have this clever way of building up cities it seems. I mean not only do they have four entrances whose names make sense of the cities they face (like the entrances named after Florence and Rome) but when they built a building over an arch into the city they built around that history and left the arch alone. Although I have never been the biggest fan for history I can honestly said that learning about the beautiful city and country I get to live in these next 3 months makes me really appreciate where I am. I took a bike ride around the city with Nicole after the day full of class to breathe in the beautiful air of Sansepolcro before heading back to the palazzo to have cheese crackers and salami for dinner—also known as pure bliss  The beginning processes of planning weekends, some long and some shorter, surely has gotten me excited. It also stops me from wanting to cry about the papers I have to write and the fear I have of writing them. At least I can say I am truly in a place where I am excited to be learning. Its past my bedtime… Buona notte!