Hit and Run.

 Welp, Kate and I were supposed to run this morning. However, it seemed that sleep deprivation, excessive intake of pizza and gelato late the night before, and a warm comfy bed did not allow this to happen. Instead, we slept in until 12.

That's what I'm talking about.

Later in the day, after a lunch of homemade spinach fettuccine, Anna, Sarah, Kate, and I went over to Anna's friend Eleanora's house. This chick lives in a flippin mansion, facing a beautiful mountain, and in front of miles of vineyards. We spent the afternoon chatting with Anna's schoolmates, swimming en la piscina, playing soccer in the backyard, and pretty much just being girls.

Eleanora's casa.

 Americans at an Italian pool.

The view from the pool chairs. Her house looks out on vineyards upon vineyards. What the heck?

Afterwards we changed, got in the car, and drove to a swanky restaurant. Sarah, Kate, and I got pizza....again. That would be three pizzas in the last three days. Am I mad about it? Nope, not at all. Alessia ordered a steak, and it was hugeeee. She freaked out when it came, because she didn't realize how much it would cost. On the menu, she read 4.50 euros, which she thought was cheap. Turns out it was 4.50 euros for every 100 grams.

Her steak cost her 42 euro, which is the equivalent of $65.00. Did she freak out? Did she start stressing? Was she unpleasant afterwards? No. She was wonderful as usual. I love how easy going Europeans are. Even in situations that would seriously annoy Americans, especially me, they are patient and kind. The Lord is really humbling me here, and changing a lot of impatience and bitterness in my heart.

Anna, Sarah, and Kate all got some Tiramisu afterwards, and it looked and tasted divine.

We then proceeded to the popular town of Sardico? (spelling?) It was banging, smartly dressed Italians were walking all along the pier, and sitting and standing outside of chic bars and discos. Anna wanted to show us this town, and wanted us to walk around and enjoy its beauty. All Sarah and I could think about was our bed, and we were in such a sour mood. Looking back, I feel so bad about how much of a sourpuss I was being. Of course, Kate was being the sweetest thing, and continually talking about how pretty everything looked, and how happy she was to be there.

She is awesome, such a blessing.

We couldn't find parking anywhere, and when Eleanora tried to back up to leave a full parking lot, she hit another car. The Italian girls all started freaking out and speaking in super fast Italian. Sarah, Kate, and I saw we would be no help, and waited in Anna's car so we could go home. Eleanora was scared, and was planning on just getting out of there as fast as possible.

Well, the owners of the car she hit showed up out of nowhere, and Eleanora peeled out of the parking lot. She left her friend who was trying to climb in the backseat, and just was "gettin' it". I was so surprised and taken aback, but couldn't help but chuckling. I mean, I just witnessed an Italian hit and run!

The other drivers were really cool about it, and didn't really care. See, once again with the laid back people. How crazy is that?

The issue was resolved, and we made our way home. Kate and I just took turns in the shower. Sarah packed and is ready to go to the airport tomorrow. Now, Kate and I are going to the kitchen to eat some yummy chocolate.

Calories don't count in Europe. Duh.