As most people know, my thirst for traveling never stops. I had decided to take a week in Italy to get out of Norway, meet summer earlier and write my exam there. If you can do several things at once, what stops you? If you have to do an exam, why not do it in Italy? That is, if you have a take-home exam or term paper, which I am lucky to have. Well, if you consider having an exam as being lucky? At least it makes me flexible as hell.
Other people love traveling to other countries with their friends or family, but I love visiting friends in whichever country they are in. Other people love staying at luxurious hotels. Me? I love staying in hostels or apartments of some sort. Much more exciting, much more real. I cannot express how much I love seeing how people live in the countries I visit. I want to see the real thing, not a hotel window where everything is served and everything is provided for you.
I am glad to finally go outside Rome. Perugia is such a charming city on top of a hill. This is paradise. Oh how I envy the people living here. Wish it could be me for some months. There are so many details to notice, so many cute houses and beautiful nature. The view from on top of the city is magnificent.
The only reason I know about Perugia is because my dear Antonio (blue-eyed Italian) studied here for some years, and my sweet Rika is currently an exchange student here. What I have learned about Perugia in one and a half day is that although I can’t speak one word Italian the people are kind and helps me as good as they can, and that Perugia is known for olive oil as well as wine. Around 170 000 people live here, which surprises me because the city looks so small. Perhaps I only went to one small part of the city?
So I am staying at Rika’s place, a house with 5 people living in. Students, of course. When I came here yesterday, I met Leonardo, a Chinese exchange student. Surprisingly he loves taking pictures as well. Rika, Leonardo and I walked around the city when I came here. We all spoke a mix of English, Japanese and Italian (Or in my case, the little Spanish I can speak). Although I was hungry after the long flight, I could not care less as I wanted to run out and take a million pictures of this place. I had to give in after 2 hours of photography though, but it amazes me that my body can ignore food for such a long time when I really eager to do something. Shopping has the same effect though.
I went to bed and slept for 9 lovely hours <3