Sooo...
I'm sitting here, back in the Residence, and it's my last night in Rome. I am so happy now, and feeling very blissful- I couldn't feel more any more thankful right now for having had this experience. It was absolutely enriching and life changing. I learned a lot about the world and about myself over the past few months, and feel as though I'm such a better person for it. I did things and went places I never thought I would, and every risk I took only returned reward. And I think I even managed a 4.0 for the semester on top of it all!
The time has come though, and I'm anxious and excited to return home. I miss everyone like crazy, and also a few things which I couldn't get over here in Italy that I'm craving... sushi, Wawa, LOST season 4, and kisses from my dogs to name a few! But for sure there will be a few things missing in my New Jersey life that I loved about Rome: cobblestones, Old Bridge gelato, open-air markets, and the mindset of slowing down and taking in the beauty which surrounds you (I'm not sure that's too easy to find back home!)
For my final day today (which was an absolutely beautiful day, 70 and sunny!), I went to Piazza del Popolo and rented a bike for the day and rode around, taking final glimpses at the famous sites: Via del Corso, the Wedding cake, the Tiber river, Trastevere and Testaccio, Porta Portese flea market, the Cat Sanctuary, the Pantheon, Castelle St. Angelo, and St. Peter's. I stopped and enjoyed my final gelato, too: a cone with coconut, melon & yogurt gelato from Old Bridge, of course. After returning the bike, I took my final metro ride, and got a little sentimental when I heard the metro announcer say "Prossima Fermata, Cipro, uscita lato, destro!" for the last time. I'll miss that guy.
I used my last 5 euro to buy a pizza from the good little restaurant next door to the Residence, with olive, sausage, tomato and mushroom toppings. Then I packed my luggage; 3 big bags all testing the 50lb. weight limit. I heard some fireworks going off outside, and thought they must of course be for my last night in Rome! haha. I enjoyed a bottle of strawberry champagne to make the packing go a bit smoother ;)
I have a full 16-ish hours of travel and airport fun ahead of me tomorrow: I get picked up by a Mercedes at 6:15, leave from Rome at 10:10, arrive in Frankfurt Germany at 12:10, depart for Philly at 1:40, and am scheduled to arrive in Philly around 4:20 if all goes well. No real plans set in stone for the next week or two, so I look forward to seeing everyone in the very near future.
Thank you to everyone who made this possible for me. You know who you are, and I frickin' love you! See you soon back in the one and only Dirty Jerz. I hope you all enjoyed the blog.
Arrivederci, Italia!
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Venice
From April 26-28 I was able to finally visit a city I have always wanted to see: Venice. It was such a mysterious city, full of art and surprises. It's very strange that it even exists, stretching across 117 small islands in the Adriatic Sea- and no cars or mopeds exist in Venice: you travel either by foot or by boat. My favorite part had to be looking in all of the great shops all around the city, which were filled with the famous and beautiful Murano glass and masks for Carnivale.
I had beautiful weather the whole time I was there, and loved every second of exploring the winding, narrow streets and passing over the hundreds of bridges over the green canals. :)



balcony of the hostel







it was a little confusing at times trying to find where you're going...
loved this!
on the water bus


St. Mark's famous pigeons
i found out on the news when I got back to the farm that
feeding the pigeons in the square was banned
right after I left- maybe I should've done it!!!
St. Mark's square


hostel common room, where we had free breakfasts & dinners :)
with some new Canadian friends and the hostel dude!
a delicious lunch before leaving
Arrivederci Venice!
I had beautiful weather the whole time I was there, and loved every second of exploring the winding, narrow streets and passing over the hundreds of bridges over the green canals. :)
feeding the pigeons in the square was banned
right after I left- maybe I should've done it!!!
Week Sixteen & Seventeen: On the Farm!
On Tuesday the 22nd I had an interesting day. I left the apartment I had stayed at four two nights with some friends, and jumped on a train, not knowing what to expect when I turned up in the middle of Tuscany on a farm, when I had no farming experience and barely able to speak Italian. I slept most of the way there, and I had to change onto a local train after a few hours. At one point there was a delay, so I took the opportunity to walk down to the food car and grab some lunch. Well, after I ate, the over-complementing Italian dude who made the coffees wouldn't leave me alone, and he told me (in Italian) he wanted me to go to his house so he could cook pizza and fish or something. Anyway, after shaking him off, I walked back to my car and asked the old dude sitting next to me if the "prossima fermata" was La Spezia, where I was supposed to change trains. To my horror, he told me I'd missed it. Wonderful.
So after avoiding hysterics, calling my farm host, and asking how to correct my mistake, I finally made it to the tiny train station called Aulla Lunigiana where I was greeted by Valeria, who I assumed probably thought I was an idiot.
We had a friendly conversation (in English) in the car ride through the winding roads to the farm, which put my nerves at ease. She told me I was only the second WWOOFer to ever come to the farm, which is run along with a five-room Bed & Breakfast by herself and her mother Viviana. The land was purchased by her grandfather, and used to produce prosciutto, mortadella and mozzarella, and previously had hundreds of workers and thousands of pigs. Now, however, the two women (with the help of soon-to-be regular WWOOFers) take care of the land which has grape vines (red), olive and fruit orchards, vegetable gardens, and animals including 8 donkeys, 2 pigs, 3 geese, a dozen chickens and a duck.
Finally we arrived and I got settled into my comfy little room!
my little apartment (from the door --> right)
separate from the house


view of the fields from my window :)
and the snow-dusted Alps in the distance

entrance, and house on the right
family house (above) and one of the B&B rooms below
barbecue

During the weekend I took a little side-trip... (see post to come)...
Day Four: I arrived back at the farm on Tuesday the 29th, the only day which it rained for about half of the day. In the morning I went with Valeria to Fivizzano, a main community about 20 minutes away, where we got fruits and vegetables from the market, and other groceries. When we arrived back at the farm, after taking care of the animals we vacuumed and cleaned the apartments where the guests had stayed.


Day Five: Finished preparing the B&B rooms for the new guests (made beds, clean towels)... got distracted for a little while by some escaped donkeys... and in the afternoon I took care of the animals by myself: fed and put the donkeys back in their enclosure, caught all of the chickens and rooster, collected the eggs from the coop, cleaned the goose and duck cages and gave them fresh water, and fed the pigs. After dinner, Valeria taught me how to make home-made ravioli filled with beet greens and ricotta, and also tiramisu.
the geese are vicious- they hiss and honk and try and bite you when you go
near them. you have to threaten them with a stick to get them into their cage.

Day Six: A rainy morning kept us inside finishing up with preparing the apartments, but after lunch (when we sampled our home-made pasta and tiramisu!) we spent the gorgeous afternoon raking more weedwhacker clippings, and then having a little photoshoot with the chickens. Valeria didn't ever pick up the chickens, and thought it was funny that it became my preferred method of getting them back inside their cage at the end of the day!
and best tiramisu everrr...
some of the grass i raked in the afternoon
but the donkeys were very happy!



come back!!
i think we've got them all!
So after avoiding hysterics, calling my farm host, and asking how to correct my mistake, I finally made it to the tiny train station called Aulla Lunigiana where I was greeted by Valeria, who I assumed probably thought I was an idiot.
We had a friendly conversation (in English) in the car ride through the winding roads to the farm, which put my nerves at ease. She told me I was only the second WWOOFer to ever come to the farm, which is run along with a five-room Bed & Breakfast by herself and her mother Viviana. The land was purchased by her grandfather, and used to produce prosciutto, mortadella and mozzarella, and previously had hundreds of workers and thousands of pigs. Now, however, the two women (with the help of soon-to-be regular WWOOFers) take care of the land which has grape vines (red), olive and fruit orchards, vegetable gardens, and animals including 8 donkeys, 2 pigs, 3 geese, a dozen chickens and a duck.
Finally we arrived and I got settled into my comfy little room!
separate from the house
After settling in and putting on some shoes, I got to meet and help feed the donkeys and other animals, and helped carry two cardboard boxes full of new chickens to be added to the coop. Luckily for me, the weather was beautiful almost the entire time I was on the farm, while the previous two weeks it had been raining- so I christened my Puma's straight off the bat with plenty of wet donkey poo and mud- welcome to the farm!

At 8am the next morning I got up and had a little breakfast in my room, and then Valeria fitted me with some rubber boots as to not further sacrifice the Puma's. I went with Valeria into town to do some food shopping in the morning, and then we came back and did the morning ritual of letting the animals out and feeding the pigs. We also fixed some fences that the donkeys had either chewn through or jumped over, and fixed the electric fence around the enclosure for the pigs, and spent the next 45-minutes or so observing the pigs eat everything in their paths including grass, rocks and donkey crap- and making sure the fence worked when they bumped into it and let out a squeal after they felt the zap. I wasn't close enough to tell if the smell of bacon lingered in the air...




I also got to walk a few of the donkeys, although they usually chose to stop every few feet to eat grass, so it was sometimes a bit of a challenge to keep them moving!
Day two: roped off a new enclosure for the donkeys to graze, replanted zucchini plants into the vegetable garden, fixed weedwhackers and then raked weedwhacker clippings for hours, hid from a 10-minute rainshower under a tree with Valeria, raked more weedwhacker clippings....

there is one chicken which refuses to go in the coop with the others,
and instead likes to wander freely and lay its eggs in obscure places
Day three: April 25th is Italy's "Liberation Day," so we just worked until lunch time. I let the geese out and got the goose egg from the cage and let the donkeys out. Then we cleaned up around the entrance area, since there were guests arriving for the B&B during the weekend. We took the tractor into the part of the farm where they used to keep the thousands of pigs, now abandoned buildings- we collected wood and brought it back for the fireplaces, and I got a bit skeeved out for a moment sitting in the tractor bed with all of it, I started to notice ants, beetles and spiders on the wood and then- AH!- a scorpion crawling towards me?!? It was a small black one, and surprised me a bit because I've never seen one in the wild, and didn't expect to see one in Italy. Valeria thought it was funny, and made fun of me a little after that!
After lunch, I took my first "motorino" ride with Valeria and Vevi to the local Liberation Day fair- they had vendors, good fair snacks, animals, and a few rides.


the thing all of the kids (and older kids) like to play at the fair is "kick in the ass,"
an amped-up chair swing ride turned into a game where a cloth is hoisted into the air
that you must be the first to grab, best to work as a team with the person in front of or
behind you, so they can grab ahold of the chair and kick it as high as they can towards the
cloth! chairs are flying everywhere, people backwards and hanging out of the chairs while the ride
revolves- i don't think it'd ever fly in America!
At 8am the next morning I got up and had a little breakfast in my room, and then Valeria fitted me with some rubber boots as to not further sacrifice the Puma's. I went with Valeria into town to do some food shopping in the morning, and then we came back and did the morning ritual of letting the animals out and feeding the pigs. We also fixed some fences that the donkeys had either chewn through or jumped over, and fixed the electric fence around the enclosure for the pigs, and spent the next 45-minutes or so observing the pigs eat everything in their paths including grass, rocks and donkey crap- and making sure the fence worked when they bumped into it and let out a squeal after they felt the zap. I wasn't close enough to tell if the smell of bacon lingered in the air...
I also got to walk a few of the donkeys, although they usually chose to stop every few feet to eat grass, so it was sometimes a bit of a challenge to keep them moving!
Day two: roped off a new enclosure for the donkeys to graze, replanted zucchini plants into the vegetable garden, fixed weedwhackers and then raked weedwhacker clippings for hours, hid from a 10-minute rainshower under a tree with Valeria, raked more weedwhacker clippings....
there is one chicken which refuses to go in the coop with the others,
and instead likes to wander freely and lay its eggs in obscure places
Day three: April 25th is Italy's "Liberation Day," so we just worked until lunch time. I let the geese out and got the goose egg from the cage and let the donkeys out. Then we cleaned up around the entrance area, since there were guests arriving for the B&B during the weekend. We took the tractor into the part of the farm where they used to keep the thousands of pigs, now abandoned buildings- we collected wood and brought it back for the fireplaces, and I got a bit skeeved out for a moment sitting in the tractor bed with all of it, I started to notice ants, beetles and spiders on the wood and then- AH!- a scorpion crawling towards me?!? It was a small black one, and surprised me a bit because I've never seen one in the wild, and didn't expect to see one in Italy. Valeria thought it was funny, and made fun of me a little after that!
After lunch, I took my first "motorino" ride with Valeria and Vevi to the local Liberation Day fair- they had vendors, good fair snacks, animals, and a few rides.
an amped-up chair swing ride turned into a game where a cloth is hoisted into the air
that you must be the first to grab, best to work as a team with the person in front of or
behind you, so they can grab ahold of the chair and kick it as high as they can towards the
cloth! chairs are flying everywhere, people backwards and hanging out of the chairs while the ride
revolves- i don't think it'd ever fly in America!
During the weekend I took a little side-trip... (see post to come)...
Day Four: I arrived back at the farm on Tuesday the 29th, the only day which it rained for about half of the day. In the morning I went with Valeria to Fivizzano, a main community about 20 minutes away, where we got fruits and vegetables from the market, and other groceries. When we arrived back at the farm, after taking care of the animals we vacuumed and cleaned the apartments where the guests had stayed.
Day Five: Finished preparing the B&B rooms for the new guests (made beds, clean towels)... got distracted for a little while by some escaped donkeys... and in the afternoon I took care of the animals by myself: fed and put the donkeys back in their enclosure, caught all of the chickens and rooster, collected the eggs from the coop, cleaned the goose and duck cages and gave them fresh water, and fed the pigs. After dinner, Valeria taught me how to make home-made ravioli filled with beet greens and ricotta, and also tiramisu.
near them. you have to threaten them with a stick to get them into their cage.
Day Six: A rainy morning kept us inside finishing up with preparing the apartments, but after lunch (when we sampled our home-made pasta and tiramisu!) we spent the gorgeous afternoon raking more weedwhacker clippings, and then having a little photoshoot with the chickens. Valeria didn't ever pick up the chickens, and thought it was funny that it became my preferred method of getting them back inside their cage at the end of the day!
Going to the farm was such a great experience. I couldn't have asked for nicer, more accommodating hostesses, more beautiful location, or better food. It was a rewarding way to place a capstone on the whole Italy experience, being in the home of a family and sharing their conversations, meals, and daily routines. I would love to come back someday, as a guest or as a WWOOFer, and revisit this place which will always hold some fond memories!!!
Today Valeria took me to the train station at 6:15, and we shared a cappuccino and a picture before I set off back to Rome :)

Only a few more days before I see you all!!!
WEBSITE OF THE FARM: PODERE LA PIANA
Today Valeria took me to the train station at 6:15, and we shared a cappuccino and a picture before I set off back to Rome :)
Only a few more days before I see you all!!!
WEBSITE OF THE FARM: PODERE LA PIANA
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