Well, after being delayed in Chicago, and missing my flight into Italy, I finally arrived in Florence, or "Firenze" as it is said in Italian.
I live in a cozy apartment with three other students on Via dei Rustici, very near to the famous Santa Croce. It is small, but warm, and complete with all the necessary amenities, except a dryer; however, since electricity is much more expensive in Italy, few people have them.
This past week here has been a blur of intensive Italian language classes, orientation sessions, sightseeing, and cooking. A highlight so far was definitly eating gellato as I admired the view of the city from the Piazza Michelangelo.
This week I have started the rest of my classes, so I am attempting to become accostomed to a new schedule as well as the new culture.