So its been a while since I’ve posted. Thought I was going to be able to do this while in Italy, but I was having a great time and didn’t really think about this all too much. Italy was a great time, I met a lot of new people, English speaking and otherwise. My family was great it was probably the best part of the trip being with them in Milan and spending time with them, how they lived ,ate, spoke and everything crazy Italians do over there. It was refreshing to meet a new part of my family and tell them about my life and listen to them tell me about theirs.
The language barrier was very weird at first. Something that you don’t really think about with family. You almost expect to be able to communicate fairly well just because they are your family. I have been studying Italian for a long time at this point, so it was more application then learning, though I did learn a lot of new words, phrases, and expressions. By the end of my weeks stay with them I was very comfortable speaking and was able to pretty well. Going to Rome was a whole different evening. If someone asked me to describe Rome in one word, I would say; Hot. That’s it. Hot. 118 degrees to be exact. No A/C because Europeans are absolutely insane. But after Rome we went to the South of Italy, (by we I mean my School, SUNY Oswego, and I). The South wasn’t much different, the mentality and the food stayed generally the same. The day to day life was a little slower, but other than that it seemed mostly the same, from an outsider. Anyway, it was easily the greatest time of my life and I hope I can return one day soon and see more family and revisit the ones I did see. It was really great that they took me in like I was one of their own and didn’t treat me any different then anyone else. I hope they can come here and I can show them America the way they showed me Italy.