Monday, July 30, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
and it burns burns burns, in the ring of fire
SO much going on here lately:
July1st-7th Theatre Festival with performers from Berlin, Budapest, Poland, Dublin, and california
July 9th Birthday
July 10th end of Summer I
July 11th-14th Rhodes Choir visit
July15th Summer II commedia program starts
Things that occured in the last month or so:
My friends had a fire/commedia/juggling show in Arezzo in this ancient amphitheatre:
I danced with a tarantella group I had trained with for a couple of weeks in said amphitheatre for the arts festival (also one of the most incredible performance/dance/choral experience I've ever had):
July1st-7th Theatre Festival with performers from Berlin, Budapest, Poland, Dublin, and california
July 9th Birthday
July 10th end of Summer I
July 11th-14th Rhodes Choir visit
July15th Summer II commedia program starts
Things that occured in the last month or so:
I drunkenly ran into ropes holding up a volley ball net on Martin's last night and recieved a very nice rope burn:arm and leg . . . I won't forget that night
My friends had a fire/commedia/juggling show in Arezzo in this ancient amphitheatre:
I danced with a tarantella group I had trained with for a couple of weeks in said amphitheatre for the arts festival (also one of the most incredible performance/dance/choral experience I've ever had):
The live music was incredible, the drums, you can't help but move
Gianni: "The women are like gazels, the men, like lions"
Bitten by the tarantula
Giaccamo + Devin
the rose
negative rose
We walked home, and it was cold, and we couldn't find our very drunk friend who ran off into a city in which she did not know the language, she doesn't remember how she got home.
Gianni: "The women are like gazels, the men, like lions"
Bitten by the tarantula
Hung out with some crazy Polish kids, always had drums and a sax, and fairy wings, they were like a parade everywhere they went. I had never met so many Arezzo cops until they showed up:
The polsGiaccamo + Devin
the rose
negative rose
We walked home, and it was cold, and we couldn't find our very drunk friend who ran off into a city in which she did not know the language, she doesn't remember how she got home.
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