Today was a little better.
I have a super old Italian phone that works with the new SIM card and I
was able to call a couple people and also I had my own alarm again! Nice to be self-sufficient. Got breakfast and then off to class.
Today is the fashion talk.
Silvia does a terrific job of making things interesting. I needed to go file a report with the police,
so I said my goodbyes and then headed out to the police station. Meg is interested in fashion and was happy to
stay there with everyone.
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| Hunger Lite.... |
So…the first thing I did was to buy a new phone. It’s a mini-smartphone called Fame Lite. In Italian, fame is pronounced “fah-may” and
means hunger. So, I bought a Hunger Lite
phone, haha!! It is a Samsung and it
will allow me to have access to most things I need. And, unlike in the US, I could buy it without
a contract. It will not replace my need
for a phone in the US, as the one I bought isn’t global and has no “guts,” but
it does what I need, which is a huge relief!
I picked up the phone and then headed over to the police
station near the US Embassy. It’s the
only place I know to go to file a report, so that is where I went. Before I left campus, I went up to the
computer lab and typed out my report so I was sure I got all the words right
with their correct meaning. It was helpful
when I got there, although I might have been able to muddle through.
I arrived there and there were three people in front of
me. Then four guys came in and the two
who had been waiting let them go first, so I got a little irritated. After a few more minutes, the cop came out
and asked who was next and I said I was.
Then, the other guys who had let the four others cut in front, said he
was. I glared at him, but let him
go. He didn’t look at me. When the cop came back out, the other guys
who were after another woman started up and I loudly declared I was there
first. The cop was bored with the whole
thing, but the other guy let me go.
Lines mean very little to people here.
The cop was just bored and irritated with the need to file a
report. He, at first, thought I wanted
them to try to find my phone. When I
told him I just needed it for my insurance in America, his attitude became a
lot friendlier. Like I wrote before, as
soon as it left my hand, I knew I’d never see it again :o( He asked if I wanted it in Italian or in
English. If it was in Italian, he could
have it for me in 5 minutes (read ½ hour).
If it was in English, it would take a few days (read who knows!) I told him Italian would be fine. I figure the insurance company can use Google
Translate if they need to.
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| First pix with my new little phone <3 |
After about 45 minutes, I had my signed “denuncia” in hand
and left. Since class was over, I
decided to go get the rest of the train tickets for the trip tomorrow and then
the train tickets for this weekend. Meg
and I are going to Switzerland on the Bernina Express. We cannot wait! Left to do that at Milano Centrale and was
once again hyper-vigilant.
Meg had already eaten, so I grabbed a delicious panino from
a train station café. The bread was
warmed, the cheese slightly melted, and warmed ham. Scrumptious!!
Met up with her at the restaurant near the Duomo and then we met
everyone so we could head out to Chiaravalle.
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| Chiaravalle's Bell Tower |
Off we went to Calabianca for the “bread gnocchi.” Once again I had Spaghetti Carbonara, which
was too salty, but delicious!! When the
gnocchi came out….it had no bread on top!
The four who’d ordered it were really bummed! But, the food was still excellent!
Came home, took a much-needed shower, and then went to
sleep. Exhaustion is a constant
companion on this trip because we are always on the move!
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