Hotel Miami

3-11-2009

My Italian course finally started today. The school is on Via Nazionale and it's located in the same building as Hotel Miami. How fitting? I moved to Rome to visit Hotel Miami everyday. The class was great and I love the teacher. He is so cute. 

After the class, I returned home. I am spending way too much time on facebook and the Internet. I have decided that I really want to do something with all the photos I am taking. I was just playing around, but now it's serious. So, I am going to up the ante and go out with my camera instead of playing on the computer so much. I have to at least try. 

Camilla gave me an odd chore today. I had to take Peter to a terrace playground and give him and the other babies an English lesson. OK, fine by me. I spent the afternoon singing, "head, shoulders, knees and toes." How do you give an English lesson to a baby? I had the luxury of wheeling him home in the rain with no umbrella. He didn't mind the rain, and I guess it wasn't so bad. 

Camilla's grandmother was American. She makes the oddest dishes and tells me they are American simply because it was her grandmother's recipe. However, these dishes don't seem very American. What is American food anyway? Hot dogs and hamburgers. It is American to cook ethnic food.