So, a few days ago (ok, four months ago), I said I'd write a blog post about abroad, including pictures and funny stories (but drawing from past experiences, I'm probably the only one that thinks they're funny). Let me first introduce you to some of the errrday gang. (Side note: I may be using this post as an excuse to relive abroad since I'm missing it at the moment). (Yes I like parentheses - sue me, this isn't one of my Journalism classes.)
Key Players:
The Guidos (and Calvin: Honorary Guido)



Following (in the post and literally throughout Rome): The Guido Groupies



My closest friends:

Lily: My travel partner through Israel, London, Venice, Naples, Pompeii, Florence and Rome. What she learned?
"Alex you snore like a freight train and move around all night like you're doing gymnastics. I'm moving into the other room. AND GIVE ME YOUR BLACKBERRY! I can't deal with your constant typing all night!"


Jackie, a.k.a "Nugget": "What should we get for dinner? Chicken nuggets from the guy down the street who gives us free wine and fish tempora? Or how about burgers? Paninis?"
#AmericanizedAndProud
Our broader group of friends was a bit larger...

My roommates: You won't see a collective picture of us: all six of us were not always in agreement with one another.
ALESSANDRO, my beloved Italian teacher.
Alessandro: "Do you ever stop laughing, Alexandra? Is there an off switch?"
Alessandro: "Do you ever stop laughing, Alexandra? Is there an off switch?"

And this is where we hung out every night before going out: "Catari 11 Unidinci".
"Undici" means "11" in Italian, but Tyler always said "11 Undici" when stating his address because he thought they were both part of the name of his street, making him repetitive and redundant.

I never really knew what went on here...

Ever...

Ok, I'll spare you and cut it off here. Stay tuned for some entertaining stories in my next post.
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