No worries, Dad, no need to unleash your particular set of skills, for I am fine. (Mom, if you could explain the movie "Taken" and that quote to my father, that would be great). It's just difficult to live up to a blog post about your deceased dog stalking you.
Life in Ascoli has been pretty quaint and normal, which is exactly what I wanted. Today I bought cornetti (think croissants but better) and carried them down the street while saying "Ciao!" and "Buongiorno!" to all the Italian cats, dogs, and little old men I have made friends with. Magical, right? Later this afternoon my culture went on a walking tour of Ascoli Piceno, where we saw the old remaining Roman monuments. We saw little churches, old stones where women would wash their clothes, and even got to go under a modern bridge which was built atop of the older one. In this old bridge we saw a dead rat. But it was an Italian dead rat, therefore more beautiful and chic that one could ever imagine.
Tonight we're going out, capped out with 6:00 AM bus ride to Rome! After a day in Rome we are taking a day trip to Florence, then returning back to Ascoli via Rome. I've been to both those places a long time ago, but I'm very excited to return. Gotta go get my lock from Ponte Vecchio.
I promise a lengthy and great blog post following our weekend trip!!
Ciao!!!
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