Oh Sicily!

Compared to Sidsel I'll spend forever on talking about my study-trip to Sicily, so don't come and tell that I haven't warned you! Here goes: First we had to take a plane to Riga (why, I wonder) then to Rome, then to Catania, but something happened so we flew back to South Italy. THEN we finally came to Catania and arrived at our 'hotel'. Some of you might know that I get really sick of flying and all these flights made me really sick . Luckily my classmates are so sweet that they did whatever they could to make me feel better. Anyway our 'hotel' (it was more like a B&B but not really) was really nice, we had a big bathroom with a fake door and six beds even though it was called a room for four people.

The first day we walked on Etna! Yes, we're talking about a real volcano which still spites lava up into the air. It was so amazing to walk on, to see and smell. Recently there'd been an eruption so the ground was covered in black lava stones. But underneath these stones there were snow! So you can imagine my entire class walking on this and suddenly you go right through the stones and your leg is stuck in a cocktail of snow and lava stones. It was truly peculiar.

Some of my classmates - notice the snow under the stones!

The second day we went to the countryside just outside Noto. We'd arranged that we could see an organic farm owned by a half Danish woman and her Italian husband. If Etna was great, this place was maybe even more great! Sicily is known for its lemons and blood oranges and we saw heaps! The entire farm, nature, streams and animals were incredible and the hours disappeared in no time. I never thought that I'd enjoy seeing a farm this much in my entire life. Afterwards we went to Siracusa where Kath and I saw a lot of beautiful architecture. Really nice city, even though a couple of Italian guys yelled "Ciao bella!" after me. I have to try and take that as a compliment I think... When we came home later that evening a few of the girls and I went into the guys' room and we talked with them while they were drunk. That is one of the most amusing things I've done for ages. Not only did they deny the fact that they were drunk but they also agreed on putting on fake moustaches. I'm also pretty sure if I hadn't told the guys to go to sleep, Thomas and Mie would have slept on me. Don't ask why, it was weird... 

Camilla and I - look at all 'em lemons!

The third day we visited small towns - also beautiful - and then we went to see ravine. It was, yes you guessed right, also very beautiful and we all had to take pictures of the stone formations since our NG teacher's big passion is stones. (She bought home stones which weighed 4 kilo). In the evening almost everyone went to a local bar where Thomas forced me to try a drink which tasted of orange and cider. Ew. Oh and Martin (skinny guy, 45 kilos) became so drunk that a few of the guys and I had to get home after a couple of hours. Luckily the barmaid drove us and later again (when the guys had had a talk with the people responsible for Martin's drinking) they bought home Camilla who also was drunk. To make it short: Non of the guys got very much sleep that night.

Michelle and I - look at the pretty stones!

The fourth day I went to the local fish market with Kath and we got some nice pictures and video for our AT (that project thingy).Then I went into town alone even though I wasn't allowed. I did have a reason though to do so. I wanted to post Camilla's postcards for her since she didn't had the time herself. But I got lost pretty quickly and my map couldn't help so I was forced to ask for directions. I asked an Italian guy who ended up saying: "You know what? I'm going to the post office as well. Do you mind coming along?" This resulted in that I spoke with a complete stranger for twenty minutes while we went looking for the post office. He was the nicest person on earth, and spoke very well English compared to everybody else on Sicily. It annoys me that I didn't get his name though, but he'd lots of interesting stuff to share. Also this evening the entire class went to a restaurant the girls and I had been to almost every single day. It was a nice way to end the trip even though it rained and I had to walk home in the rain with Thomas since I couldn't find the rest of my classmates. We also played card games that night with a guy from Germany and I had to stand on Thomas' back to make him feel better. Odd is the only thing I'll say.

Camilla, Thomas and Jacob - Happy to get something to eat

The fifth day we went home. The alarm was set at 3:34 AM and we were hugged by our families at 9:15 PM the same day. In the train from Copenhagen to our hometown we also called our history teacher to wish him happy birthday. He was a bit confused but we thought it was really amusing.

And that's it people! Oh man that was a lot. I think I better add a few pictures so you have something to look at - and if it works I'll add the video Camilla made about our trip. If you want to laugh at silly people and silly teachers you should check it out! Sille is out! (And very happy.)

(Here's the link, couldn't make it a video on the site, sorry. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KW4b9eusuU8&list=HL1363387552&feature=mh_lolz) 

2.A ON ETNA!