After our daily workouts, we
usually end up at the same fruit shop at the top of the hill by the convent. We
have somewhat made friends with the two sweet ladies who work there every day,
and it has been cool to see the regional fruits that are sold there from local
farmers. A wide selection of cherries, nectarines, figs, oranges, apples,
pears, and much more are available, and it is always exciting to pick out our
fruit of the day. Sometimes this proves to be a challenge with the language
barrier, as the owners really do not know any English and many of the fruit
names in Italian are completely foreign to us. After our fruit selections are
made and paid for, we then travel down the main road to our favorite coffee
bar, where we pick out pastries and order two cappuccinos. We like to think we
are just like the locals, and that our accents and incredibly rough Italian are
not a dead giveaway of our alien-status. One day Courtney accidentally ordered
hot milk at the bar, thinking it was some sort of vanilla latte…so I think we
might have blown our cover that day.![]() |
| Courtney with her hot milk |
Regardless
of our somewhat frequent language barrier, we both have fun identifying the
plants and flowers along our runs, as well as the different vegetables, fruits,
and drinks that we discussed in class before we came. It has been interesting
to actually apply the information from class to our everyday lives and routines
as we start each day here at Santa Chiara.
Molly Mitchell


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