Saturday, after all my students departed westward bound, I headed east to Bologna to meet up with Gio, Shawn, and Carlotta. Saturday night we got together with a few Italians who had studied abroad at UCSD and went out together to a fancy restaurant outside the center, and in our own private room at that. We tasted so many delicious Bolognese plates, including tortellini in broth, spinach lasagna, pumpkin ravioli, prosciutto-wrapped filet mignon in balsamic vinegar, and a pork cutlet in truffle sauce.
After dinner we went out to a club called Tresor where people were dancing maniacally and vying for the attention of a guy dressed in a giant spotted frog costume.
We walked around the entire town of Bologna on Sunday, swinging by my favorite charity store to pick up some Furla steals (including my new fur hat, which I have named Minsk and had to hide from animal rights protestors) and even stumbling upon the Santo Stefano antique market where we looked through lovely prints of Bologna and old Italian goods advertisements while singing along to Doris Day's "Que Sera Sera" (which is not spelled correctly in any language). We were exhausted by the end of the day, but were excited to see a few snowflakes fall along the way.
Despite sub-zero temperatures, we remained gun-ho Castiglione supporters, as always. Just how many pictures do I have on this bench?
I just missed Alessandro's Monday graduation because I had to work and get ready for my Tuesday flight back home to the states. Fortunately, I was able to see almost everyone at an aperitivo the night before, including his parents and Azzurra. It wasn't quite long enough (when is it ever?), but at least I got to wish him luck and give everyone hugs. Tanti auguri, Ale!
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