permanently exhausted

I suppose it has now been a week and a half since my arrival across the world on a flying piece of metal. The hectic life I thought I left behind somehow seems to follow me wherever I go. The days here in Italy appear to stretch and expand past what i thought was possible. However, my excitement from living in this indescribable country continues to build... considering that I haven't even realized where I am yet. After all, I have been so perpetually busy that I haven't had time to ingest the idea of actually being here. A place so different, yet so welcoming.

Allora... this is just a niblet of my days, breathing the air and walking the graffitied streets of Italia. 

 Just a regular lunch on a regular day on the terrace.

From the left: Myself, Vale (sis) and Virginia (mama)

Oh mio dio, coffee here is just too yummy

 Peanut butter cookies never tasted so good

Perfect picnic partners

 Ciao Toby!

Milano's rose and white chocolate gelato is my life

Absolutely sun beaten day for exchange students on Lecco's lake

 Thirty min train travels... sunny shoes and sunny views

My rents and I after Beethoven's Sonata op.57 "Appassionata", fried zucchini flowers and red wine.

 An astonishing view of Dumo's Adam and Eve mosaic

Asia in the kitchen cooking Canadian breakfast say what!?

Standard everyday train eyes

Gosh I just love where I live. I'm so lucky to be in Cernusco. Smack dab in between the edged mountains of Lecco and the upbeat lights of Milan... who could ask for anything better? 

tidbits of an italian arrival

Enclosed in this funny corner of the internet will be pieces of my vita (life) throughout my year in Italy. Pardon my not quite fantastic blogging... hopefully I will be able to shove my way through lacking time to make videos to post.

First off, my name is Asia and this is my 5th night living in Cernusco Lombardone, a town 35km north of Milan. It is starry and moonlighty outside and I can hear Toby, my little host dog, snoring outside my door. After gruelling 30 hours of travel... here I am in a cozy, vibrant home where my host father, mother and sister (and Toby of course) go about their daily lives.

When I arrived I was greeted with the hustle and bustle of city life, contrasting greatly with the little vegetable growing town of Armstrong. My first true night in Italy was spent in the city of Milan where Gaia took me to "Vogue Fashion's Night Out".

Here there were bundles of people crowded about, to watch ladies wearing shiny stuff make odd poses through Versace windows. Oh and I won't forget about the naked 293847 inch stiletto heeled peacock, getting her body painted.

What a night of eccentricity, white limousines, angled faces, clicking cameras and free champagne.