Saturday, June 21, 2008

The Neapolitan Dialect has five words for fart

There are some things that truly can only be learned when you are in another country.

Today was a fairly uneventful Saturday. I was able to spend a lot of time in the practice room, practicing a bunch of arias while holding my jaw, in order to keep it from taking on a life of it's own. Tomorrow we go to Venice.

Thanks to all who have been reading and commenting. I am heartbroken that I missed the Celtics' championship.

A domani!

1 comment:

  1. Meg! This blog has me laughing so hard. Are any of the natives calling you a "lady" yet? :)

    ~ your fav clarinetist

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