Yesterday was spent in Assisi with class. The train ride SUCKED. Every train I ride in Italy is different, and this was the worst one yet. It was uncomfortable and dirty and the temperature was inconsistent!! (It’s in italics because I am being flippant.) Oh and I was tired.
So we get there, and it’s really pretty! Our intent was to go to St. Francis’ cathedral. I just learned that he is the patron saint of animals and is ALSO the most beloved Catholic saint. Inside the church, I had to wear a garish scarf to cover my knees (Catholics hate knees). I was a little annoyed because I spotted a man in a tank top and a girl with a skirt just as short as mine - no ugly scarf. Whatever. Soo I sketched some Cimabue, some Giotto, and headed down a lot of stairs to see the rest of the church and his tomb. The rest of the church was neat. The tomb was pretty creepy. I don’t think it was supposed to be but it just was! I grew bored of the church quickly. (I’m a terrible art student.) This happens to me a lot anymore, but I had good reason to be bored. Assisi is beautiful!! I would have much rather spent my time outside gazing at the landscape. See why:
We ate lunch at a cute little restaurant and visited some shops. I lost my bus ticket so I dragged Tonya around to find a tabacchi but I was unsuccessful. To console myself, I ate a really good fruit tart and drank an iced cappuccino.
After all the girls compared their new cute jewelry and bags we boarded the cramped and sweaty bus to make our way back to the train station. I didn’t get fined, thank god!
The train ride back to Rome was the worst yet. Worse than the ride there! Our car was at LEAST one billion degrees. I slept for about an hour and woke up entirely drenched in sweat. We decided to get up and move to a different car, so we walked through first class (which was FREEZING, btw. Just because you drop a couple bucks more doesn’t mean to need to deprive the rest of the riders ANY a/c at all) and found another car that wasn’t that cool but wasn’t a billion degrees.
Finally made it home, even though every cab driver here has no idea how to get to Trastevere (is driving people places in Rome not your JOB?!). I was tired, I had a headache, I was dirty, my contacts were all gross and sticking to my eyeballs, but I still had work to finish. So I finished my work and went to bed.
