1) Walking through the main piazza, Gabriella and I saw Nicola, who was talking on the phone to his old flatmate back in Paris and passed me the phone so this Parisian guy could see that he wasn't lying about knowing an American who spoke French without any accent at all. The guy on the phone said, wow...that's rare! Even when French people compliment you, it still always seems like an insult to the American population. Even in Italy.
2) Tonight, we did karaoke again, as a giant Rutgers group. I got there late with Gabriella because I decided to take a nap because of the shameful amount of sleep I got due to the party above my room last night (PS: Salvatore is dead to me). My nap went a little longer than expected (2.5 hours), so we were about an hour late to karaoke. Apparently, when everyone got there without us, the karaoke man said: "Where's Natalie? I want her to sing 'La guerra di Piero' again!" When I got there and told him I wanted to sing Jovanotti songs all night, he begged me to sing "La guerra di Piero." We reached a compromise and sang "L'anno che verrà" by Lucio Dalla.
3) I go into a store today that specializes in handmade wooden objects. I think I want a funny animal-shaped clock, and they can carve your name into them or paint them in fancy letters. I told the lady which clock I wanted and asked if it would be possible to put my name on it, and she said she's not sure because it's not the right shape, but that if I come back on Monday when she's working, she'll try whereas other people might just have said no outright.
4) A dog came up to us during our aperitivi today. It was cute. We fed it. The waiter told us not to feed it because it's fat. We asked whose dog it was. It apparently belongs to the drug store owners. We went to the drug store and told them we loved their dog. Her name is Polly. And they said not to feed her, because she's fat.
5) I've seen the guy who made me my shoes like every day. He loves that I wear the shoes every day. Everyone wins!
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