Okay, so Alessandra told me I get another day off this Monday because the rest of the week is busy, and...
1. she told me this yesterday, so I couldn't get a train ticket to the Cinque Terre (I know, I know- quit complaining that I have to find another way to spend a summer day in northern Italy.)
2. this means that, however happy I am that I have another day off, I won't be getting another one for a looooonnnnng stretch. We're going on another family trip this weekend (I'm praying it won't be as disastrous as the last one) and then who knows what the next week will look like.
A lot of times I'll stay up late because it's the only time I have to myself. I can feel myself getting tired, but even on my days off, I don't like to sleep in because then I lose part of the day to go tooling around. Might just go back to Milan tomorrow (since it doesn't require a few hours of a train ride) so I can sleep in past 7am for the first time since I've arrived. Or maybe I should sleep when I'm dead.
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