


So it has been a fairly uneventful couple of days. Yesterday I slept extremely late, as you know, and I never even left the apartment except to grocery shop so there isn't anything worth reporting.
Today the girls and I woke up bright and early and met outside the garden gates at our school with a whole ton of people for a school guided trip to the mall. They showed us how to get there using the bus, the tram, and the train. It was cheap and easy and the mall was HUGE! There were about 220 stores at the Parco Leonardo. It was an exhausting day but very successfull.
I bought a new coat at Zara that I looooooove. It is black with a very high collar and it buttons up the side. It is very Italian and very in style here. Britt picked it out for me and she said if she didn't allready have a million black coats she would have bought it for herself. She has great taste so I was overjoyed.
I also bought a new pair of shoes! They are black suede wedges with bows on the front. They are very chic and classy and will be perfect for going out. I won't get stuck in the cobblestones and my weight will be distributed evenly so hopefully my feet won't hurt as bad.
When I was leaving the shoe store there was an Italian girl walking out behind me and I heard a man speaking in Italian so I assumed he was speaking to her, but then someone grabbed my arm. I turned around and this HUGE black guy who looked really angry had stopped both me and this girl, who looked just as bewildered as I did. He was talking in Italian really fast and showed us his police badge. My face turned bright red and I looked over at Caroline who was clearly just as confused as I was. The man was pulling me back into the store speaking Italian really fast and I kept telling him "no parle italiano" which as far as we know means "i don't speak Italian" but we could be wrong because he ignored me and kept speaking. I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong and after a second he let the Italian girl leave. He brought me over to this other police officer and he started going through my shopping bag. He took out my receipt and stared at it for a very long time, which worried me because I only bought one thing. Then, after a little bit he just smiled and said "Gratzi!" (i'm not sure how to spell that.) He was very pleasant all of a sudden and just let me walk away. I was baffled and confused but relieved that it was no big deal. Italy is so strange.
So now I am back home after a long and tiring day. That is all to report for now. Classes start tomorrow, we will see how it goes!
P.S. since I didn't take any new pictures today or yesterday I will post some old ones that I didn't put up yet.
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