Boring, too. Venice is a tourist trap, and hardly anybody lives there. It's nearly impossible. You can't own a car, you can't find room for a grocery store, and every now and then, the city is knee deep in water.
I made friends though.
This is Emmett. He's from San Francisco, but his dad lives in Buffalo. I immagine you all will actually meet him, eventually. I've given him insentive to visit. He lives in the south, and thinks I look like Mickey Avalon. It's cool though, because I owe him three euro and I will never, ever pay him.
This is Lisa. She's german, and incredibly cool. They bought that awful green thing because it was awful and green. It tasted like nothing and sugar.
This is Brooke. she's from Australia and she has been introduced before, mostly because of her uncanny inability to grasp the most basic of concepts. "Ginny, are Yeti's real?"
Paris was very french.
My class is an interesting collection of people.
More later, time for lunch.