Ieri, noi siamo andati alla Siracusa, una citta nel Sicilia con Intercultura. Ho svegliato alle sette, ho fatto una doccia, e alle nove, ero alle stazione dell'autobus a prendere l'autobus con l'altri ragazzi di Catania e Giarre. Siracusa ha le grotte, una isola, e molti cosi bellissimi. Noi abbiamo fatto un giro tra le grotte e dopo, noi siamo andati all'isola. L'isola di Siracusa (non ricordo il nome, mi dispiace) e due chilometri nella grandezza, ed e bellissima. Ieri, il cielo era molto blu e non era troppo caldo. Ero molto felice con i miei amici di Intercultura. Sono la piu felice quando io sono con loro.
^^^I wrote that a while ago. Since, I've procrastinated writing this stupid thing for about a week. Here's the translation.
Yesterday, we went to Siracusa, a city of Sicily with Intercultura (AFS). I woke up at 7, took a shower, and at nine, I was at the bus station to take the bus with the other guys from Catania and Giarre. Siracusa has caves, an island, and many beautiful things. We took a tour of the caves and after, we went to the island. The island of Siracusa (I don't remember the name, I'm sorry) is two kilometers in size and is beautiful. Yesterday, the sky was very blue and it wasn't very cold. I was very happy with my friends from AFS. I am the most happy when I am with them.
It's now the end of the week. This "gita", italian for small vacation/trip, was on Sunday. Sorry for the delay of my professional procrastination.
Anyways, we went to Siracusa which is about an hour and a half away by bus. I always get psyched for these trips with the other kids from other chapters, because I have a lot of other friends not in Catania that I don't get to see very often. So at 9, I bought the wrong ticket and we went on our way (I bought a one way instead of two way, because I'm Kara freaking Richards). On the bus, I sat with my Scandinavian babe Roosa (from Finland). I can't remember much of what happened on the bus, except AFS always takes up the entire back of the bus (we believe we should just have it reserved for the loud exchange students that hold singalongs and scream at eachother in their native tongues) and it was hot as hell.
When we got to Siracusa, we met up with the Siracusa chapter, most of which was on this "gita". Siracusa has so many awesome kids that if I wasn't in Catania, I'd want to be there. Leticia from Brazil who is a fellow fangirl, Michelle (singer of that kangaroo song) from Australia, Ari the whale slaughtering football player from the Danish Faroe Islands, Luis from the Dominican Republic who I became besties with, and one of my literal best friends from Guatemala, Lucy. She's probably under 5 feet tall but she's the most energetic little monkey I've ever met.
lil crap Lucy.
So off we went to these cave things. I know I'm using all of the correct scientifical terms to these rock things with the trees and such, so here's some pictures to show you my edumacational skillz.
we were literally forced by our tour guide to do this pose. I am hiding in the background.
#modelstatus
Inside the cave, it was dark and damp and we all didn't know what the heck we were doing. Our tour guide, a 50-something woman who spoke awkward broken english started to sing to prove that the cave had an "echo". My video? On my camera.
Outside of the cave, we were lead to a Greek ampitheatre. A little knowledge about ampitheatres that everyone in Italy knows but I didn't know until I came here:
When the Greeks were building their ampitheatres, they built them into a mountain, so there was no wall. Only seats etched into a mountain. The seats in Siracusa are made of limestone, while the seats in the one in Taormina are made out of lavastone (it just depends on where they are located). Both of these ampitheatres are located in front of water, because the water helps the sound spread from the stage/orchestra up the side of the mountain, because Julius Caesar didn't use no microphones.
check out dat storm doe.
Luckily, it didn't start raining. Our tour guide gave us 10 minutes to "take pictures" (screw around) on the top of the theater. My select hoodrats for the day, Roosa, Lucy, Nano (Argentina), and Hiroshi (from Japan) all went together and explored. Someone (I'm pretty sure Nano) has a video where we remade the famous scene from Titanic on the opposing side of the ampitheatre, as shown in the picture above. I'm flying, Hiroshi! I'm flying!
After our tour ceased, we took a long freaking walk (it was a giant haul) to the island of Siracusa. This island was basically the epitome of stereotypical Italy. Narrow streets, clothes hanging from balconies, loads of old vespas, plazas full of catholic church, Gothic style everything, it was probably the prettiest thing I've seen here.
The hoodratz: front (row) and center!
I win at life for this picture. Successful "High School Musical" shot with Ari (Danish Faroe Islands), a girl from Germany (can't spell her name), Lucy and I.
My new favorite picture.
One thing I love about my Scandinavian babe is she is probably the best photographer/editor I know. She did stuff like this:
this
this
and this thing
it's disgusting how awesome she is.
She also has a Finnish blog, but google translate doesn't do it justice. So if you wanna read some jibberish/Finnish/badly translated English, go to Roosa's blog here.
But anyways, she did this thing.
Freakin' Roosa, man.
We ate lunch where you see the umbrellas beside me above, at a "buffet" (more like a bar of lukewarm hors d'oeuvres). Roosa, Nano, Lucy and I all sat at the same table of course. Nano experienced the horrific world that is iced tea and after did a two handed cup song (don't even begin to ask me how), and Roosa and I started a war of ugly pictures we could take of each other. We got scarily good at it. Note to self: don't ask Spaniards if Dora the Explorer exists in their country. It does, and you're an idiot.
We had extra time before we left, so we were allowed to roam freely in Siracusa for 30 minutes. This is where bubbles came into play, and we also talked about buying a large house right on the pier just for AFSers, then realized how terrible that idea was and how we'd easily burn the freaking thing down within 3 hours of owning it. When we were walking back, we also stopped on the pier where we took a lot of pictures and played the "lets pretend to push everyone in but grab them last minute" only 754257895 times. We're all honestly terrible people.
So we got on the bus returning home, I fell asleep with Lucy in the very back of the bus, next to Hiroshi. Lucy had to take a different bus from the Catania airport, so we said goodbye to each other before she even got off of the bus. It was the epitome of sadness, because I honestly don't know if I will see her again, but yet again, you never know.
And just like every other time, this is why I love being an exchange student.
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