Happy Birthday to Me!!!
Okay. So, like, best birthday EVER!
Okay, so, it started last night. Elizabeth and I were chilling at a bar thinking alone, "Hm, this is boring. Should we go home?" But, it was 11:20 p.m., so Elizabeth said we should stick it out 'til midnight. That way we could celebrate my birthday when it began. So, we waited, sipping out Pina Coladas (sp?).
Anyhow, we waited a few minutes, and suddenly like half of our group shows up. This guy comes to our table with a ton of shots, and he says, "Who's the birthday girl?" (Or more like, "Hoo es dee berthday gerl?" When I raise my hand, he gives me the first shot and kisses me on the cheeks. Awe.
Then, at exactly midnight, he brings over a bottle of champagne for our group. There's a picture of me fake chugging it on Eli's camera. (Seriously. I am smart enough to not get too drunk in a town were I don't speak the language.) Then, I get another couple of free drinks and our group is crowded around the table all fidgety. No one was dancing in the bar, but the music was good and the buzz was good. Then, all the Oklahoma students start dancing at once. Crazy Americans. But, after like 30 minutes, half the bar was dancing. And by the time we left, the entire bar was dancing.
The dude who's the internet guy here has connections with on of the discos in Perugia. So, he hooks us up to all get into the disco for free. We hung out way late into the night and finished off with 50 Cents song with "We're gunna party like it's your birthday." Very nice. The gentleman who got the group in was kind enough to walk us back to our apartment to make sure were weren't rapped or mugged. (He might have had alterior motives, but he didn't push them, so it's cool.) Thanks, Daniele (or however you spell Daniel in italian)!
This morning Eli and I woke up rather miserably. Fortunately, neither of us we hung over. (Lots of water, don't go to sleep drunk.) However, we had been dancing all night long. It's a wearisome activity! But, we got up and met or new friend Kristin to make our way out to Lago Trasimeno. We grabbed a slice of one euro pizza and headed to the bus station. Well, the people here are absolutely awful to talk to when you need help. Customer service has not been introduced to this society. So, we're not exactly sure what we need to do to get there, but we've got enough to get us close. Bus and train tickets are only between 2 and 10€, so one mistake isn't that big of a deal. Well, we do get off at the wrong place, but we were having fun on our little adventurous trip.
We find a train station that can get us to the right spot, and there is this little boy at the station who comes up to us and says, "Tu tu!" Don't speak italian, so I look at his grandfather and he responds, "Tu tu... Traino!" Tu tu is the sound trains make in Italy. Absolutely adorable!
We finaly make it to Passignano (town outside of the lake) and we catch a ferry going to a little island in the middle of the lake called Isola Maggiore. We ate lunch, had some great gelato, and walked around. So absolutely quaint and endearing. The island is known for supporting the lace making industry. By that, I mean there are little old ladies with lawn chairs lacing outside their houses. It was so cool.
Now I am completely exhausted, but it was worth it.
Thanks to everybody who wished me a happy birthday!
Okay, so, it started last night. Elizabeth and I were chilling at a bar thinking alone, "Hm, this is boring. Should we go home?" But, it was 11:20 p.m., so Elizabeth said we should stick it out 'til midnight. That way we could celebrate my birthday when it began. So, we waited, sipping out Pina Coladas (sp?).
Anyhow, we waited a few minutes, and suddenly like half of our group shows up. This guy comes to our table with a ton of shots, and he says, "Who's the birthday girl?" (Or more like, "Hoo es dee berthday gerl?" When I raise my hand, he gives me the first shot and kisses me on the cheeks. Awe.
Then, at exactly midnight, he brings over a bottle of champagne for our group. There's a picture of me fake chugging it on Eli's camera. (Seriously. I am smart enough to not get too drunk in a town were I don't speak the language.) Then, I get another couple of free drinks and our group is crowded around the table all fidgety. No one was dancing in the bar, but the music was good and the buzz was good. Then, all the Oklahoma students start dancing at once. Crazy Americans. But, after like 30 minutes, half the bar was dancing. And by the time we left, the entire bar was dancing.
The dude who's the internet guy here has connections with on of the discos in Perugia. So, he hooks us up to all get into the disco for free. We hung out way late into the night and finished off with 50 Cents song with "We're gunna party like it's your birthday." Very nice. The gentleman who got the group in was kind enough to walk us back to our apartment to make sure were weren't rapped or mugged. (He might have had alterior motives, but he didn't push them, so it's cool.) Thanks, Daniele (or however you spell Daniel in italian)!
This morning Eli and I woke up rather miserably. Fortunately, neither of us we hung over. (Lots of water, don't go to sleep drunk.) However, we had been dancing all night long. It's a wearisome activity! But, we got up and met or new friend Kristin to make our way out to Lago Trasimeno. We grabbed a slice of one euro pizza and headed to the bus station. Well, the people here are absolutely awful to talk to when you need help. Customer service has not been introduced to this society. So, we're not exactly sure what we need to do to get there, but we've got enough to get us close. Bus and train tickets are only between 2 and 10€, so one mistake isn't that big of a deal. Well, we do get off at the wrong place, but we were having fun on our little adventurous trip.
We find a train station that can get us to the right spot, and there is this little boy at the station who comes up to us and says, "Tu tu!" Don't speak italian, so I look at his grandfather and he responds, "Tu tu... Traino!" Tu tu is the sound trains make in Italy. Absolutely adorable!
We finaly make it to Passignano (town outside of the lake) and we catch a ferry going to a little island in the middle of the lake called Isola Maggiore. We ate lunch, had some great gelato, and walked around. So absolutely quaint and endearing. The island is known for supporting the lace making industry. By that, I mean there are little old ladies with lawn chairs lacing outside their houses. It was so cool.
Now I am completely exhausted, but it was worth it.
Thanks to everybody who wished me a happy birthday!
posted by Jesi E. at 8:35 PM
1 Comments:
Happy birthday, Jesi!
BTW, it's "raped" and "ulterior", but you've been drinking Piña Coladas, so it's cool. *wink*
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