Beware the Ides of March!
Happy Birthday, Erin!
Ate a panino by the fountain in the Trastevere (Santa Maria, of course). We all had gathered in the piazza, waiting for Erin with flowers, cookies, and even street performers ready to play "Happy Birthday" - but Erin never came. She got lost coming back from the Villa Burghese. Still, it was a nice afternoon, we all were together as a group, but not with the intention that brought us there. We do, however, have a super ability to converge in piazzas.
I'm certainly Poland-sick. After I got back I did work (the bare minimum, of course, what kind of student am I) and watched The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas until I couldn't stand crying any longer. Jerzy Popielusko, ora pro nobis!
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