I can't say I'm proud of it, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. And when my roommates and I clogged our shower, flooded our bathroom floor, and realized two of us still needed to shower/shave.....we went to drastic measures.
Upon entering our Florentine apartment, we were wary of the bidet. Uncommon in American households, the bidet was a tad too ominous for us and, thus, we ignored it......until last night. As the realization slowly sank in that we wouldn't be able to take a shower longer than 5 minutes, we realized we needed to discover new ways of shaving. It was then that my roommate and I donned our bathing suits, crouched over the open-ended bowl, twisted the faucet, and shaved our legs using the water from the bidet. Though debatably not the weirdest thing I've ever done, it certainly is very high-up on the list. But, you know what? My legs have never been so smooth.
In other news, my dear old roommate, Erica, came to visit for the week! We spent our first evening out at an array of bars (Joshua Tree, Uncle Jimmy's, & Twice) with a bunch of other people from school. It was an average night for us, complete with too many drinks and overly assertive Italian gentlemen. After a tough morning, we wandered around the city today in an attempt to help Erica acclimate herself to the area. And, now? We're making delicious homemade quesadillas for dinner. A quality first 24 hours in Italy? Why, yes, I think so.
Until next time, dear readers, arrivederci!
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