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Sunday, August 28, 2011

Incredible Ikea

Ikea is one of those places you can go when you can’t decide if you want to go to a modern art museum or shopping. I don’t know why I thought it would be a good starting place for my putting together of my house, but I guess any reason to visit the place I’ve been driving by daily was good enough for me.

Overwhelming? Just a tad. At least back in the states if I kept reading the tags I’d see English explaining what the item was…here it stops with Italian. Entertaining? Very much so! 

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Due settimane e tutto va bene!

For those too lazy to check if you translated that correctly- two weeks and all is well!

As I sit here in my room with an Italian movie on the tv (yeah, I have no idea what's going on), my red wine, bakery bread, and olives I can't help but smile about all the adventures I've already had in these 14 days. Yes, there were some tough days and I'm sure there will be more, but at the end of my time here my goal is to have the good days outweigh the bad. Simple right? This typically happy girl sure hopes so!

Today somewhat resembled what my weekends used to look like back in Monterey: gym, laziness, shopping, food, movie/tv. Although the activities were the same, the new location threw its own twist on things.

I kicked off the morning with a 30 minute "crash course" of Fitzumba. Um yeah. Me. The gym here did 30 minute sessions of all their classes and that was the one I was able to make. The following summary was sent to a friend as soon as the class was over:

Just got back from the 30 minute FITZUMBA class. Things I learned:
  1. Although I am flexible when it comes to stretching this does not translate into being able to salsa, rumba, merengue.
  2. The fact that I just had to look up how to spell merengue makes me think I'm less than 1/2 latina
  3. My hips don't move
  4. I'm much better at the "athletic type" moves
  5. So glad it was a class of women
  6. This gym needs to invest in a solid wall rather than glass if they ever want me to try this again
  7. Not only can I not dance, but neither could 85% of the rest of the class (and they're regulars!)
  8. Glad I can use Stanley (my knee) as an out
  9. There were times I felt like I was in a strip club training class (or what I think would equate to one)
  10. If my hips don't move, sure as the sun rises in the east I'm not going to be able to shake my chest or butt
Over all it was fun, but it may not be the first class I try to squeeze into my schedule- I think I'm more a kick boxing or step girl. It was a great way to laugh at myself and once again realize I am who I am- for better or worse.

After lots of internet searches I found a blog set up by someone who lived here in 2008 with some great trip info and other Naples sights, so I did lots of reading before my next adventure started.

And the adventure sure did begin- 

I finally got to meet Alida, a NPS employee who shares a fabulous friend with me- GWB who I'm pretty sure she calls Michele! Alida rescued me from another day spent on base and we went shopping. Where? The outlets and both malls. We started at the outlets but due to a ton of rain we only checked out a few places then moved to the inside malls. We looked at countless stores and tried to begin to figure out where we will do our shopping for the next few years.

As the search for clothes continued we both began to notice some trends in Italian fashion. I feel it is my duty to give you all the heads up because these trends will be heading to a city near you before to long.
  • Sequins: We saw sequin shorts, skirts, dresses, tops, shoes in all different colors. 
    • Our verdict? It's good to have the bling on your clothing since we've been told to leave the jewelry at home when going out.
  • Animal screen print shirts: Not just any animals of course- cats (all kinds) and butterflies are what's hot. 
    • Our verdict? The more subtle prints with accurate translations are the way to go.
  • Pink (hot pink) ponchos: Hooded ponchos for the rain?!?
    • Our verdict? Although practical for weather like today...stick with an umbrella! 
It really was great chatting with someone about familiar topics (Monterey, NPS, PCS experience) while we looked and laughed at our fashion options.  We also shared a fabulous kebab meal in the food court which was a great break from the Italian meals we've been eating. After more store visits- including what we decided had to be the Italian DSW equivalent we finally called it a day.

A few things are certain at this point. When I return back to the states I will have more crates than I came with. I think I'll be able to fill one with newly acquired shoes (well, in the future- I still am waiting for Shoe Alley before I buy any!) and I will be sending wine back. Lots of wine. Hey, when in Italy- right? But again, since I'm in Italy I'm thankful that a lot of US vendors will ship out here since I'm not ready to wear green sequin shorts with a screen print t-shirt that reads "Play Hard. When the going gets tough, the toughs get going" even if it means I also get to wear a killer pair of heals!