Pizza e Pirates

Ciao, Ciao,

The pizza was delicious, of course.  Helena, Roberto, and Michaela took me to a pizzeria down the street from the villalta (where we live) and it was a small, very brightly lit place.  They ordered "fries" as an appetizer so I could try them. Fries are apparantly anything that is fried.. which makes sense. The plate had deep-fried mozzarella balls, triangles of polenta, fried balls of sticky rice, and carellos, which I think are like tiny, fried  cheese sandwiches.  Pizza di Napoli is HUGE.  Each person orders their own pizza.. we all ordered the Margherita pizza...and mine was 15" by 12". They are much thinner, but I still only got halfway through mine. The crust kind of reminds me of the bread you get at an Indian restaurant... I can really describe it, you guys will have to come visit me to try it.  People in Italy eat sooo much.. I thought Americans were the ones who ate too big of portions.  Elisabetta told me at lunch yesterday that I don't eat enough and she kept putting more food on my plate. Me! not eat enough?? This is ridiculous.

At dinner, one of the girls asked me about Dan.. she said something like "What do your boyfriend like?" I responded with- "What does he like? Math."  She said- "Sad." And I thought that was really funny, but it turns out she was asking if he was sad that I am in Italy.  Dan, your name in Italy is Daniele btw.

After dinner we walked around Naples.  They took me to a cafe and they liked to stop and look in the store windows.  They told me I could not buy the heels because I am already too tall.  I have a solid 10" on all of them..it's like jr high all over again.  They are very impressed that Daniele is taller than I am.  It was crazy how many people were packed into the middle of the streets, and yet the cars and mopeds still would push their way through at crazy speeds.  Helena said they are "pirates of the road," and that's why no one else in Italy likes Naples.

When we got back to villalta, we had chamomile and went to bed.  I couldn't sleep again.  I'm so congested I have to breath out of my mouth, but breathing out of my mouth makes my throat hurt alot and that wakes me up... so keep praying that I'll get better and that I can catch up on sleep.  I'm afraid to take naps because I don't want to get on the wrong sleep schedule...not that I've been on the right one yet..

It is about time for breakfast, I'm going to go.  Today some girls are taking me to the sea!! It's only a few blocks away from where we live.  I was trying to put the pictures I took from the terrace onto facebook, but the internet connection isn't good enough to load them.. I'll have to figure something out.  I was going to go to the bank and get euros today, and try to buy a phone and some medicine and some stamps and some kleenexs, but they take the day of rest very seriously here!  So I will go Monday.  I'm supposed to be starting my Italian class Monday as well, but they won't respond to me.. have they responded to you, Mom?  I'm going to try to just show up, but I don't know where the class is..

K, Bye!