On Friday I continued my lazy streak by staying inside out of the heat and reading my book. But at 5 pm I left the house for the evening. I was going to meet my American friends for game night and dinner. On my way I was window shopping and saw a dress I though might be good for the wedding in America. So I went inside and asked to see it. Turns out it was the only one in the store and happened to be in my size!! Fate...I tried it on and the next thing I knew I was walking out of the store with a new dress!! One mission completed. Then I went to the super market and bought some coke for my hosts, but while I was walking to their apartment two boys came running down the street and one rammed right into me. The coke went flying and I tumbled a little, I have a sore arm to prove this encounter. I was really mad but the other boy that didnt hit me apologized and they ran off. When I finally got to their apartment we ate ghnocci and had dessert and played clue. I had a really nice time with them (as usual) and then came home early so that I could get up early the next morning for the sea.
Saturday started at 8 for us and we got ready and waited for our ride to show up. Christiana worned me that our driver might be late(he was suppose to arrived at 9) and at 10:15 we headed for the sea. We rode with three guys who were very nice and funny. One guy asked me if dork was a bad word cause he heard it in an American movie one time and always thought it was bad. After I explained that it wasn't bad and what it meant, we used it the whole weekend as an inside joke. The trip was suppose to take 3 hours but there was a motorcycle accident and we had to wait for over an hour. Unfortunately the driver of the motorcycle died in the crash. At 4:30ish we arrived at their friend's apartment....WOW. It was the largest apartment I have ever seen. It had two kitchens, two floors, 9 bedrooms, and a terrace on the top floor overlooking the ocean. Around 8 we started eating and mingling. But at 9:30 is when the party really started. There were two guys who did the djing and they were fantastic. The music was mostly late 70's and 80's music. They dedicated Surfing USA, by the Beach Boys, to me and played Cotten Eye Joe so I had to teach them the line dance. I met almost all of her friends and they were all great, plus their English was great. We danced into the wee small hours of the morning and finally at 4:30 I called it a night.
On Sunday it was a very relaxing day. Everyone slept in and either hung out on the terrace or went swimming in the ocean. I read my book for awhile and went with a bunch of girls to walk the little city center we were in. At 5 I fell asleep reading and didnt wake up until 7:30. By this time everyone was getting ready to leave so I said my goodbyes and was promised by most of them we would see each other in Sept and hang out again. On our way home we stopped at a ski resort and had pizza at this little pizzaria. Wonderful time, wonderful weekend. I can't wait to get to know some of them better and hang out again. This was by far one of the funnest things I've done in Italy.
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