Carolyn's Class/Peroni/Lost Cart

Today was the second day of Carolyn's class. We painted inside the city walls and were supposed to focus on rocks and the wall. She showed us one of her paintings with a row of trees. I decided to do something similar for mine. It was going really well and I really liked it. She helped me fix some things that I was having trouble with in the beginning. I was really excited about feeling like I new what I was doing.

While I was painting a woman named Isis came out with a bottle of water to give to Brandon and I, but he was gone. So we talked for a while, as I was drinking water that I desperately needed. She is from Mexico and going to school in Perugia and she is married to a locale. She speaks Italian fluently though because she learned it in Mexico growing up. She was so sweet and we made plans to meet up later that week for drinks.

I spent a lot of time on my first painting so I only had an hour to work on a second painting and by this time it was ridiculously hot and I didn't want to have to lug my supplies to another area with better things to paint and better lighting, so I painted a doorway near by. Can't say I am proud of it, but oh well.

It was so hot and I had to use the restroom so bad that I went straight to the bar and had a large Peroni, wrote in my journal and looked at the beautiful views.

Later we went grocery shopping. At the end I went to get my last item of apples and when I came back to where I thought my basket was it was gone. I looked around for it for what seemed like forever and couldn't find it. I thought that I was going to have to start over and do all of my shopping again which I wouldn't have been able to do because there wasn't enough time. I did finally find it far away from where I thought it was. Back at my flat, I noticed that I didn't have any of my deli meats or my greens. So I went down to the villanet to check but they didn't have it so then I went to Jason's place and had Shelley read my receipt to see if I had actually bought it. Once we saw that I hadn't, it hit me that I must have been putting my final few groceries in someone else's basket and therefore thought mine went missing. I hope that who's ever basket I temporarily hijacked noticed that it was full of proscuito.