Buona Pasqua

Today, March 23rd 2008 has been filled with quite the range of religions, weathers, sleep schedules and chocolate.

Because I go to school in a catholic country, Easter is a pretty big deal. Also: Monday is especially important... and I get off school. My posting anything on here before my weekend is complete is a bit premature.. but the goingson at the duomo this morning are just too bizarre to keep from anyone.
Saturday night the ladies and I decided to make it "Winey Winehouse Night" Which means, we all got ridiculously dressed up as Amy Winehouse and drank wine and ate pecorino cheese and bread until we finally had to rest of weary beehives down for the evening. Please enjoy the masterpiece that was my hairdo. Assembled with: 1 pair mens boxer-briefs, less than 10 bobbypins and a lot of hairspray.

Totally Winehouse, right down to the feet.

Make up? Oh yes, and Ari.

The Amys

Then this morning we all woke up and made our way downtown to see the spectacle that takes place at Piazza Del Duomo between the baptistry and Santa Maria Dei Fiori... What was written about it in our Italian Midterm was... Some guys in the crusade era brought some rocks for some other guy. and when they banged these rocks together they made fire? And so... The tall and short of it is: the have a procession from some place on the other side of the Arno to the duomo where tons of people huddle together to watch (what used to be a real) bird fly by a wire from the altar in the duomo into this big cart thing rigged with enough explosives to decimate Kazakhstan. And then watch as the fireworks go off for no joke like 15 minutes, and then all the guys in crusader gear that were singing latin hymns before the fireworks walk away to some other location in florence.

It's all kinda strange and very very crowded. It sounded like major bombing going off and was just the most surreal thing i've ever seen. Unfortunately all I could do was fashion my own video of it... cause i was stuck behind a huge crowd of people and one completely inconsiderate chick who thinks she's a toddler and wouldn't get off her boyfriends shoulders... so i barely saw the show besides what i was blindly snapping pictures of...

The Italian Easter Basket...

A Big Chocolate Egg..

Wondering what the Sorpresa is?!?

The Wicked Witch of Easter?

Piazza Del Duomo, Easter Morning

This evening we went out to this apartment that is owned by the synagogue here. It was a "Psychedelic Purim Party" and was filled with Israeli medical students... future husband club?? haha... It was fun! But we got lost on our way there so we didn't stay long enough for the drunk latkas that come at 1 am... Just Kidding.