Dave

It is still raining here in Florence. It's actually kind of ridiculous how predictable the weather has been so far. Every time we go somewhere (London, Siena, Venice, Florence, etc.) it is always beautiful and sunny the first day and then rains almost every day after that. But it should stop by Monday.

My classes are incredible! All of my professors are animated and passionate about their subjects. In Italian we are practicing verbs which describe everyday activities like waking up, going to work, and taking the bus. Although I was never a star student in French, my impulse is always to respond to his questions in French.  I seem to have this urge a lot. My landlord lives half the time in Paris and speaks fluent French. He had asked us a couple of questions in Italian the first day and I responded in French. So he continued in French and started asking me more questions. Although I could understand him I could only respond to him in Italian! Now I feel for my little cousins who live in this melting pot of languages.

Have I mentioned that I live across the street from the David? Yeah, the one by Michelangelo. The one that is supposed to embody a perfect man. Of course it is in a museum BUT the front door of the museum is about ten feet from my front door and I have a free pass to the museums. We're pretty tight now. It's neat.