Se avessi studiato di più…

Da oggi ho ufficialmente il livello C1 della lingua italiana! Superfluo dire quanto sono fiera e contenta!

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Per le ultime settimane ho frequentato un corso offerto dell’università per le suore straniere che studiano scienza della educazione (o qualcosa simile) e devono sostenere l’esame per legge – ed io ho potuto frequentare con loro, come preparazione per l’esame che ho fatto a scelta.
Era molto divertente fare il corso con le suore. Sono un gruppetto divertente e sempre allegre. Quando abbiamo imparato il periodo ipotetico e il congiuntivo, hanno fatto ipotesi tipo “se avessi un marito…” e si sono messi a ridere un sacco!

Finalmente ho imparato il congiuntivo! Per anni mi sono bloccata ogni volta che volevo esprimere una ipotesi o una possibilità. L’ultima volta che ho fatto un proprio corso d’Italiano era anni fa a Milano, durante l’erasmus per ottenere il livello B1! (*sweet memories*) E dopo ho solo imparato in giro e parlando con la gente. Ovviamente nel frattempo avevo adattato un modo sbagliato per esprimerlo ed era difficile impararlo in modo giusto!

Se avessi fatto un corso per il B2, avrei subito imparato il modo giusto. 😉

So che faccio ancora degli errori, sopratutto quando parlo velocemente (senza pensarne) e che sbaglio sempre i preposizioni e articoli composti. Ma boh! La gente mi capisce e di solito sono così gentile con me! Tutti mi assicurano che parlo molto bene e si prendono il tempo per capirmi.

Grazie a tutti che mi ascoltano, correggono e mi insegnano sempre nuove parole! Vi voglio davvero bene! ❤

Tanti baci, Angie

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A date with myself

Let me just tell you: it’s been the most lovely spring weather all week. We sat in the sun during our lunch breaks and I actually had a picnic planned this weekend with some of my friends – but when I woke up on Saturday morning the sky was grey and it just started to rain.
But hey, I knew what to do: this kind of weather calls for cinema! Frankly, the timing couldn’t have been better, as two days ago Beauty and the Beast started in cinemas, and I was dying to see it. (I’ve missed a couple of films in cinema recently, but I couldn’t miss this one!)

It’s Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, and even though living and Rome and enjoying the language and all, I absolutely couldn’t bear the thought of seeing it in Italian. Disney films are magical, and everyone knows the song lyrics in their mother tongue – Well, of course! When you’re a child you don’t care about watching a film in English! – But I feel the songs of Beauty and the Beast, along with a couple of others, are amongst the famous ones, the ones that you know even in English. I mean, Tale as old as Time? It’s a classic! Also, the film has some really good actors in it, with very distinguished accents. It would have been a shame to hear Emma Watson’s or Ian McKellen’s perfect British accent dubbed.
So when I proposed to my friends to see La Bella e la Bestia people seemed quite intrigued. When I told them I was going to see it in the original version (with subtitles) the participation quote dropped to zero. Now, I am not judging. If I was home in Austria, I would have probably gone for the German version too. But living in a big city, where selected cinemas actually show it in English, I had no choice but to go for it!!

In fact, I was very excited to go to the cinema by myself. I had conversations about it with Gonzo in the past. He told me that he often went to the cinema alone, but for me cinema is an experience made for sharing. You get there together, decide what sweets to buy, nudge each other during the most beautiful scenes and afterwards discuss it, of course. This perception might also be due to me being from a small village, where the next multiplex was an hour’s drive away. Spontaneously deciding to go to the cinema was never and option for me and my friends. A car had to be organized (in pre-driving license days also a parent willing to drive us), the timetable was checked and the movie chosen, we departed with enough time to find a decent parking spot and usually returned rather late at night.

Anyhow, it felt special. I dressed nicely and had a spring in my step on the way there. I don’t remember when I last was so excited to see a certain film. I arrived at the box office indecently early and had to kill half an hour in the bookstore next door before the movie started (no complaints about that). During the film it happened only twice that I had the urge to nudge someone to make them notice a continuity mistake or a plot hole. Apart form that, I was totally ok with being “alone” in the dark. It actually felt a bit like the movie was only for me.
I don’t think I need to point out how much I loved the film. I laughed and I cried and I was filled with joy when it finished. I love the design and how they added backstories of the characters and little details to the story. There were new songs and of course the classic ones. All in all I think it is a very good combination of a re-creation of the 1991 animated movie and a modern version. Of course my favourite line was in the end, when Belle suggests the prince to grow a beard. 😉

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The only thing I really missed, was the possibility to immediately share my thoughts right after. I would have loved to talk to my sister about the dresses and the songs, or to Gonzo about the the camera movements and the colour correction. On my way home I called my mum to share my joy and childhood memories and I was humming Belle’s Song and Be Our Guest all the way until I arrived home – then I opened the playlist on Spotify and kept waltzing in my room.

XX, Angie

Rice Krispie Treats

Guess what my local supermarket recently added to their stock? Rice Krispies! 😀 I’ve seen recipes and mouth-watering pictures of this very american treat all over the internet and social media before, but I could never find the ingredients I needed to recreate them. Until now…

And even though I should be studying and there’s actually some homework to do, I spent my Friday afternoon following Donal Skehan’s recipe for Mars bars Rice krispie treats. The Mars bars melted into a gooey, caramelly and chocolaty cream and the puffed rice added a lovely crunch! *yum*

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I also want to point out that I just recently bough myself a small Pyrex glass bowl, which came in very handy for the hot water bath to melt the chocolate. I was so happy when I found the bowl, I think it’s the first branded kitchen tool I own! (I think this makes me over proportional happy for a regular 27 year old 😉 )

XX, Angie

Oh là là, Tarantula!

This weekend my cousin Klaus came for a blitz-visit! He arrived late on Thursday and left early on Sunday – which means we had only two days to jam in the most of Rome we could. And we did!

On Friday we had a walk at the beach at Ostia and Aperol with a view of the seaside, took beach selfies and on the way back had Pasta at Eataly. We walked around Circo Massimo to the Colosseo, had ice cream and Aperitivo in the sunshine and finally went out for drinks with a view of the Colosseo (and met some interesting French guys! XD).

Saturday was the “let’s see all the important sights”-day. After a proper Roman breakfast with Maritozzi (brioche buns filled to the brim with whipped cream) and Tramezzini we took the bus to the centre and started our tour: being young and fit we managed to walk all the way from the Vatican to Castel Sant Angelo, Piazza Navona, the Pantheon, on to the Trevi Fountain (where we tossed a coin, of course!) and the Spanish Steps, where we finally sat down for a coffee and consulted the guide book for all the sights we saw and just briefly stopped to take a picture before heading to the next one – that’s time efficient tourism! 😉 To end our little marathon we went to see the “Secret of Rome”, which apparently is not so secret any more, as there was a queue of people and a souvenir stand. So we skipped it. But we were just in time to see the sunset form the Orangery at the Aventine Hill, which is an absolutely fantastic view!

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Oh, and if you are wondering about the “Tarantula” in the title: On Thursday nigh, after picking up my cousin at Termini station and getting some pizza, we came home and my flatmate welcomed us with the news that she saw a big tarantula in the back of the kitchen.  😱
After the first panic faded away and Klaus’ face got some of it’s original colour back, we elaborated the subject a little more and it turned out that said “spider” had only four legs… and that Graziella confused our little house-lizard (we named him Lucio) with a massive spider.

Benvenuto in Italia, Klaus … and by the way, in summer there are scorpions too.

Thanks for the visit, the gossip, the memories, ice cream and post cards! Come back soon!

XX, Angie