Le Piccole Cose

My courses at ECCO started this week, and next week the UniBo courses begin.  Unfortunately, I still haven't found a course that a) fits into my schedule b) can count towards either my Anthropology or Italian Studies major or c) that I can take the exam for before returning to the states (exam schedules are really weird here--my roommates are all studying for exams from courses they took last semester!)

I'll post my schedule/fun facts about my courses once I work everything out, along with some fun anecdotes about the add/drop process (I'm assuming I'll be able to find the humor in the situation later on).


My silver lining of the day was going over to Liz's room to vent.  She wasn't able to solve my problems for me, but she was able to offer me some of the roasted apples and sweet potatoes that she was about to take out of the oven.  For some reason, sweet potatoes in Italy aren't orange--there's no real way of distinguishing them from regular potatoes until you taste them.  To me, they're the perfect fall food, but I don't think they're very popular here- Liz's roommate tried some and thought they were weird.  She seemed about as confused as our Italian professor was when we tried to explain why American kids love peanut butter and jelly.  I'm not saying I don't love pizza and pasta, but sometimes I think Italians are missing out on variety...