I Get Lost. And Found.

Published on July 23, 2003 in Italy

I have a couple of days to cover now, and it has been quite an adventuresome couple of days!  Starting back two days ago, I arrived in Montrusso eventually, after taking a few detours and losing my friends and so forth.  I arrived and the first thing on my list: get a freaking bite to eat.  Quite hungry.  After eating, and learning how to tell the waitress in Italian that she was cute, I headed down to see what the beach was like.  I ran into a few girls next to the beach and let them know what I was planning on doing, and they let me know that t a few American girls were going to amp on the beach as well.  Good luck!  I jumped onto the beach in great joy, and saw one of them sitting down in a chair, with the other three in the water.  I said: "are you the American girls that I heard were going to camp on the each" and she said "I don't know about either of those, who is asking" "oh wait, are you kelvin?"  I initially thought that Sibyl and Ash had found out these girls and that they knew me somehow.  But I realized that this was a girl named Laura, whom I met in Barcelona.  Some conversations later she offered me to sleep in the apartment these girls were renting.  Could I complain?  No.  I also met Michelle, also from the states, and to Canadian girls, Jolien and Jenn.  Both cute, both funny as heck.  We will get back to this.  We swam a little more and eventually went into the hotel and fell asleep.  After waking up in the morning we started to set out hiking the Cinco Terra, the five cities strewn across a section of Italy that everybody apparently loves.  We started at the first one, and eventually, losing the two other American girls, mad it back to the fifth in like 5 hours.   It must have been one of the best things I have ever since, since the scenery was so enlightening.  I have never really quite seen anything like it.  Of course, everybody was quit tired when we got back, but after a little discussion we got a bunch of wine (one bottle per person) and set of to get some food.  Oh, and somehow Sibyl and Ashley met me on the trial, we just kinda ran into each other.  All seven of us went to a pasta place and filled ourselves up, which was of course great.  After that we went to the beach, and Sibyl and Ashley tried to find these two Irish boys that they were going to invite over to their hotel.  After sitting on the beach for an hour or so with them not returning, we got impatient, four our own bottle opener, and released the corks!  Let me speculate on opening wine bottles:  I don't know if I have seen somebody do it before, or if it is just in the blood, but these two sweetish guys tried to open the bottle and totally stripped the cork.  It broke in half, and I had to help them out.  Not that I am complaining, just thought it was amazing.  From talking to random people throughout the day we invited several people down to the beach.  Jolina and I saw several people while getting more wine, and invited more an more people down. Overall, 20 people showed up at the beach, which is not bad (since I instigated 17 of these people to the beach) considering i only actually knew two of them a few weeks ago.  We drank our wine, played some games, jumped in the ocean, and went home.  I won't go into much detail, but I kissed Jenn that night -- although the tongue's weren't in perfect harmony there was just so much pleasure in the kiss I don't know how to measure it.  She has a tongue ring, and heck if I know what to do with it.  I hope I get to kiss her again though, that has been one of the highlights of my trip.

We fell asleep, and woke up at 7:30 or 8:00, since two of our people needed to catch an early train.

Everybody else left at about 10:00, whereas I went down to the beach and relaxed until 12:15 when i met Sibyl and Ashley again.  They jumped on a 1:15 train, and I planned on staying in the Cinco Terra for another night.  Unfortunately, although the city was immesily beautiful, I didn't really enjoy it as much as other people.  I enjoy talking (or trying to) with natives, and that didn't really...

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