Tuesday

Yesterday... I went to my first lecture at 9am. It went ok, I understood alot of it. We were talking about churches, their forms and about decoration and symbolism. We discussed the greek letters and symbols for christ as well as a generic medieval church layout.
That finished and then I had half an hour to get to my first CILTA lesson. It was raining, and I got all wet. I ended up being 10 mins late for the lesson due to leaving the lesson late and secondly to not knowing where the hell I was sposed to go. In the end I found it. There was a really small room full of people. 99% of them were spanish. This I wasn't pleased with as I find spanish people really hard to understand. They speak such a near language to Italian that they don't bother to work on their accent and are lazy with words that are almost the same in both languages. This makes them really hard to understand. I understand them when they talk English though. So she spent a while talking about part of Italy and bits that talk more than one language. Apparntaly one part near the alps also speaks French, another part speaks German too.
First half of the main part of the lesson was being into pairs. We were then given a picture and had to make up a bit of dialogue for the picture. I was with this Spainish guy who was perfectly fine. We didn't really know what to say, but we managed to sort something out. Everyone said theirs at the front of the class to each other. We got corrected on pronouncation and words a few times, which no one else did so I didn't feel we did very well. The second half was grammar. Very basic, just plural forms of the indefinite article and plural of masulin and feminine. This lesson was from half past 11 until 2! Right over lunchtime and I was starving. This didn't help concentration, but I did the best I could. I'm going to go over the grammar again myself before the next one on Friday.
After that lesson I ate lunch there as I didn't want to go out into the rain. Eventually it died down a bit so I went home. It was so wet and my trousers were soaked. I decided to stay home for the rest of the day as I was tired cold and wouldn't be able to concentrate on my lecture later. Too much Italian in one day. Rest of the day was fairly uneventful. Later while I was cooling the Japanese guy Mas was about! Him and Victor had some rose wine. I declined but let them try my ameretto, which I think they both liked.