Ah, the first, --and most ignored--, words of Italian I learnt in Italy.
Actually, now I can say that I have truly rounded my knowledge of Italian Nouns. I have fifty or so for dining out, still my five medical words (does capella count?), and now I know about a hundred to do with religious icons.
Round up of Italy:
If I see another mediaval fresco of Madonna Col Bambino, I will scream.
The Grotta Gigante at Trieste was fun: I spent the entire time entertaining (and being entertained by) a six year old girl who wouldn't shut up. I don't even know is she knew I didn't speak Italian. And she wouldn't've cared.
Coffe in Italy isn't neccesarily good. Just because it is Italian, doesn't mean it was good. I had burnt coffee in Florence, for goodness sake.
The Price of coffee in Italy is set in Trieste. Because that is where it is imported. They have a stock exchange specifically for that purpose. It does nothing, except set the price of coffee.
Venice smelt of the sea. It was wierd, having come from inland (milano, Padova, Verona, Firenze), to smell the
Aaah.. Modern Art
brine again. It's not something that is usually such a strong thing for me.
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