Qualche istoria fiorentina, or Some Florentine story.

Capitolo III.4

25 March 2007.

Two months have passed since I arrived in this city, and I am in a reflective mood. One of the Czech girls left, and this made me think. Since my exchange period lasts for five months, the midpoint is just a couple of weeks away. It certainly does not feel like two months. In some ways it feels like less. In others it feels like more, because at times I forget that in fact I have not lived here all my life. In other words I tend to lose track of time, which I think is understandable.

I have reached a point at which I have to make an effort not to accidentally slip to speaking Italian whenever I have to speak English. In fact beginning to write this entry was a bit difficult because some words come to me in Italian instead of English. This is very cool. Even though I haven’t been in touch with Italians a lot lately, we try to speak Italian in our apartment as much as possible, and I think everyone’s language skills are improving as a result. The Czech girl who left speaks far better Italian than any of us, and we owe her a lot. Hopefully our progress will continue even without her around.

Tex Willer is Italian. If you know who he is, then I don’t have to explain how amusing it is to study Italian reading Tex Willer stories. They are cartoons about a Wild West Texas Ranger who takes brief pauses between gunfights and fistfights to make the occasional witty remark to his sidekick. I bought a few books for a euro a piece, and they are very entertaining, although the new words you learn from these books are not necessarily words you can use in everyday chitchat.

The weather took a turn for the worse about a week ago. I was already beginning to think about packing away my jacket and my scarf. But then the temperature dropped about ten degrees, and it does not feel like summer anymore. Actually I guess this is the kind of weather we should be having right now according to statistics.


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