The thing with Italy is that when I arrived I spoke zero Italian, really, the entirety of my vocabulary consisted of thank you and what do you want (which I only knew because it's what Al would yell when he was angry). After two weeks my vocabulary has increased dramatically but due to having spent these two weeks with a four year old girl this is made up mostly of words relating to princeses and simple comands.
Words I now know in Italian:
Princess
Fairy
Barbie
Cow
Puppy
Crown
Sit down
Stop
Pretty
Ugly
As it apears, I am no closer to interacting sociall with anyone above the age of four. The only sentance I can make out that would be of any use might be, °Sit down, you ugly cow° and although I can think of a few instances when this might come in handy it is certainly not going to help me get a bus ticket to Polermo.
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