the land of the eng.

cheerio mates

here i am in england, reading to be precise, at adam's great aunt's house. first off let me just say that while i thought it would be easier here (what with us speaking the language and all) it actually is not. my head hurts from "translating"--and to think, WE'RE the ones with the accents. crazy.

anyway, just an update to say that all is going well. i am homeward bound on tuesday, but don't expect to hear from me right away. in fact, ive forgotten how to use a cell phone so the ball is in your courts so to speak. how do you like dem apples?

tomorrow we are training into london where i hope to complete this worldwide shopping journey with some new trousers or a top. heh.

hope you are all doing well and surviving what i hear is sweltering heat. but let me tell you, you dont know sweltering heat. well, unless you're in europe. right now. or california...ahh ok fine the whole world is melting.

-jd

"hideous"

bonjour mes amis. long time no talk. as you can tell i am in paris right now and of course loving it-_ well all of it except for these computer keyboards. who decided it was a good idea to make you shift for numbers?? (and it just took me forever to find the question mark).

anyway i'll keep this brief: today i saw the moulin rouge. if only i was not too poor to go see a show!!! it was just the most delightful moment--even more so than my eiffel tower moment.

(by the way the light show IS "hideous", i almost had a seizure)

just wanted to update you all. i am home in ten days. it will be weird, i feel already like i am in limbo...so far removed from home but not quite belonging here either. it is strange.

ok on to course registration,

AU REV!!!!!!!

word, machine.

ok so i was mistaken, thank you all for the comments.
In a quick response-
Mila, i never got an email from you that i havent responded to. I feel as though your email hates me and is filtering all messages from me into your junk mail. lame.
The rest of you- uhm. thank you again. heh.

Now, I am just finishing up my last day in Santorini and it was literally everything I imagined. Go figure. After a whole semester of smashing tourists and talking about "perception of culture" vs. "authenticity of culture" I am enjoying my perceptions becoming a reality quite a bit. That was quite a sentence.

In other news, meeting up with Adam in Milan was the biggest gong show ever. It involved me, expertly navigating the streets of milan but to no avail. In fact, I thought that the place didn't exist because it was all boarded up. In typical Jessica fashion I sat down on the side of the road and started to cry- do not tell my mom about that please! - however, a kindly barber and his daughter, Sylvie, helped me and I eventually found where I was headed. Yes just another day in this, the adventures of Jessica.

More to come. Back to Italy in two days.

ciao
-jd

p.s

DOES NOBODY LOVE ME ANYMORE??? DO I WRITE THIS ALL IN VAIN???

"wear suncreen" : a valid piece of advice

i give new meaning to the term "beet red".
in fact, i have invented a whole new colour of red.

so is the way when you apply very little sunscreen and then lie on a croatian beach for upwards of 4 hours.

but damn, what a beach.

in other news, tomorrow i get to finally meet up with adam. i am so excited i have the hiccups. well, not really. but i am that excited.

the only thing thats a little apprehensive is i dont have a way from the bergamo airport to milan, which is an hour ride. im banking on a shuttle...we will see if the odds play in my favour. also, all i have is the address of the dorm. oh adam, why didnt you email me back your room number so i could at least call you when i get there. jessica burnt to such a crisp that carrying a backpack is uncomfortable + jessica wandering aimlessly around milan = disaster. or maybe adventure. but my money is on the the first one.

soon melissa and i will fly to the airport in london where we will wait for 6 hours until morning. then i will embark on phase two of this summer adventure of mine.

oh. i have the hiccups now.