I got about 400 pics out of this whole experience; obviously I'm not gonna put 'em all here-- a few more are on my Flickr pages, most I don't have the space to upload them, and a lot of good ones should be up once Annie puts 'em up! But without further ado, here's a small sampling of Italy:



One thing that made Capri so relaxing and amazing was that the people we hung out with turned out to be really chill and fun to hang around... I sometimes have the problem of being too absorbed in the socialness of things and thus feeling shortchanged of the whole "experience"... like I'm too worried about the bullshit of smalltalk and "being cool" with the kids (the way I see most kids studying abroad are) than actually looking outside and absorbing and experiencing the whole situation around you. I felt this way constantly in Russia, but in Italy, we just had fun with each other and around us-- good group.





And everything in Italy was green. GREEN. Amazingly green. Everything in Russia was dirty. Italy was green.



One of my favorite pics of Annie. Our ridge/church apartment is gonna rock righteously.







We had a livestock experience quota to meet each day. We only made it to three days, but we touched a sheep and befriended some goats!







Oh God. We were bums for most of the trip (sleeping on the beach, loitering as a lifestyle), but we fancied up in public toilets and made sure we ate right. Do you see that pizza? I could cry thinking about how good that pizza was. So good that with wine and hours to kill, by the end of that pizza, we were talking wistfully of long lost loves and future dreams. Yeah. That pizza was unbelievable.



As shocked as I was to find that Russians really do wear fuzzy hats and are mean, I couldn't believe that the Italians we met really did say "MAma MIa!" and talked loudly and passionately about everything. Weirdly, it made things more surreal than familiar.





We sat on a grassy knoll by this castle, where I read about MF Doom and Annie tried to get more sun. This was one of the few picturesque parts of Napoli... other than their pizza.



What we had to do to chill wine.



What we had to do after chilling the wine.







Someday, I have to come back to Sicily, rent a scooter vespa thing, and drive down all this sicilian countryside myself with a trusty comrade. One of the most beautiful and incredible places I've ever seen... needless to say, I've got the post spring break blues (but that might be exaggerating a bit, cause Copenhagen's never been better). Once I get space again on Flickr, I'll try to post the sketches I did during the trips (hooray for drawing on a regular basis again). I've got only a month and a half left of classes, but I really want to travel around some more... if only I can find some fellow backpackers and some $$$ of course-- we shall see...



"Ciao bello"