Journal Entry: Ten

January 26th, 2019

I must begin with yesterday. I spent the majority of my day with Alec. We met at the Spanish Steps around one o’clock after I picked up a textbook that I needed. We just walked and talked. We went in circles. There is really nothing note-worthy about my time with him. He kind of makes me uncomfortable. He smelled like my grandma Connie’s old bedroom in Michigan. He told me that he gets along better with 40 year olds and that he doesn’t like how unstructured school dances are. I’m beginning to think that it might be a normal characteristic for boys to not ask questions about a girl. I always feel like I am the curious one. Anyway, it wasn’t completely terrible with Alec, it was just boring and dry.

Once we parted ways at Ponte Sisto, I went back to my apartment and made a salad with mushrooms, carrots, walnuts, and balsamic. I also sautéed a veggie burger. I had a glass of red wine as well. Then I got into my pajamas, washed my face, and watched the movie Lost in Translation on my laptop with dark chocolate and red wine on my nightstand. I fell asleep around 12:30 and slept until 10:15.

This morning I walked to Campo di Fiori and bought two eggplants from the market. It was such a beautiful day outside. It smelled like spring and the wind was soft. I came back to my apartment and did some reading for my English class and then I made lunch by chopping circular slices of eggplant and sautéing them in olive oil. After lunch, I put together the videos that I took today while walking around. Then I relaxed and read for a few hours. Now I am sitting at my desk while digesting a wonderful mean I had at a restaurant in Trastevere called Da Gildo. I had a gnocchi dish with red wine. For dessert I had a creamy tiramisu with mini biscotti. My waiter asked if I was from the United States and I laughed and said, “Yes, it shows?” Then I told him that I am studying at John Cabot. He pointed down the street and I said, “Yes, right down the street.” And then he said, “So you can come back?” and I replied, “Yes, I can come back.” He told me his name but I couldn’t really understand him. I think it was Mattei???

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