Ciao fams and friends. We have officially arrived in Lake Como, Italy. You should google it asap.

We finally have a wireless internet connection, so now I don't feel so stupid for bringing my laptop. I may even have the energy to upload some more pictures tomorrow if you are lucky. The one on here is me at the local pub (The Compass Rose) with my host "brother" Luca.

Our last two nights in Italy will be in Lake Como, or Lago di Como as I call it now. I am basically Italian.

The grand finale for Sansepolcro was a good time. We had all of our Italian host families come for a big dinner at the Servi where we were staying. It was full of loud people, good food, more good food and some questionable singing. The girls that did solos were moving and fabulous, but our rendition of "Carolina Girls" that was supposed to be an auditory treat may have caused some untimely deaths. Not sure.

We departed this afternoon around 12. After a lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ng train ride and a particularly uncomfortable nap next to Bo*, we arrived in Milan, the fashion capital of the world. Let's just say I was not expecting that much denim or nylon. Yikes. Culture Shock.

We have to get rest now though, we have a meeting with George Clooney tomorrow. You know, that old chestnut.

More tomorrow. Buonanotte!

* For your benefit, I am going to begin a list of vocabulary words. Bo stands for Body Odor, in the form of a man or a woman or a stinky presence. Bo LOVES public transportation in Europe and frequently sits next to me on long rides.