Day 15

Day 15

Today has been....I wouldn't say good, but I wouldn't say bad either. It's been rushed and just not my cup of tea. I slept in which was good for my health and well being, but it restricted my time. I headed to the market to scope out a soccer jersey. I didn't find one, but there were a bunch of really cool other stuff. I ended up getting a bushel of apricots and cherry tomatoes. I hadn't eaten food that day so I starting noming hard on the tomatoes. The kid who I bought them from (literally he was a kid, probably about 16) gypped me out of some change. It was only 20 cents and I shook it off, but you really have to be careful and count your money.

Today I was walking around with Alli and Hailey. We headed down to the center of town and found a store that sold University of Urbino apparel and soccer jerseys. Perfect. I just got the soccer jersey (for tonight, Italy is playing in the World Cup) and I will have to stop by before I leave to pick up a University shirt.

By the time we arrived back at the dorms, I only had a half an hour to get ready before my interview. I tried getting food, but the line ended up being too long, so I had to scrap breakfast/lunch. Instead I ate three of the apricots I bought today. My tongue felt a little weird after and I saw some red bumps on my chest, so naturally I was a little worried I was getting hives right before my interview. Good thing I was too rushed to look into it.

I met up with my lovely interpreter Silvia. That's where things get....not to be my cup of tea. For my article I'm writing, I thought that this man did art restoration for the palace. This wasn't going to be my main focus, but I wanted to look into it. But things start to plummet in terms of information I can actually use. While I was preparing the video camera, he changes his mind about the camera being on him. Then while he is talking, he starts moving around and I have to go hand held with the camera because I'm secretly filming him. Then he refuses to answer questions about the palace. I was there for over an hour asking him questions that has close to nothing to do about my topic. And trying to leave was a pain because he just kept talking.

Sure, the information was interesting and I would have enjoyed the experience if I was not writing an article about a different topic. This lede in terms of a journalism perspective was a complete dud. I'm going to go in on Monday and try not to freak out to my mentors.

Now I'm off to eat Chinese food (that goodness) and I am happier than a kid in a candy shop. The idea of something that's not pasta is stimulating to my taste buds.