♥ As some of you may have already seen on
miss_d_meanour's lj, we got our radio show. A half-hour from 11-11:30pm on Tuesday.
So, I would like to take this opportunity to say, as stolen from Miss D:
WE R IN UR RADIOZ, PLAYIN UR METALZ.
There are a lot of things we need to figure out, particularly how we are going to cram all our mad ideas into half an hour, fit %30 Australian music in and make a good enough show to get it extended until November. It would be so embarrassing to not get it extended.
miss_d_meanour and I consider it a challenge.
♥ Because this would be a short post otherwise, I am going to include the next set of Italy pictures. These are from our next stop in Loreto, the town our dear, dear school was named for. We only stayed a night, so there aren't many. There isn't much to see there apart from the Cathedral.

This is the view of the Cathedral from the window of our room (when I say "our" I mean the room I shared with my two other friends who came on the trip. They did not cram 22 girls in a room.) in the Monestary. It was pretty nice, but we didn't have a TV and it was a little cold. Oh, and the water ran yellow in the shower. It lead to some complete hillarity, as the more mild one out of us three did storm out the bathroom screaming "THE WATER IS FUCKING YELLOW. I AM NOT SHOWERING IN THAT. THE. WATER. IS. FUCKING. YELLOW." So then, I went in instead, let the water run out until it was less yellow (pipes weren't used much obviously) and showered first.

This, is the same view at night. Bit blurry because my camera didn't focus well with low battery. That became a problem later on.

This is the Piazza (Square) infront of the Cathedral. You can see the big blue dome in the back.

And this, was one of the really really cool chalk drawings someone had done in the square during the day. I like this one the best, because it looks like you're looking down into the room were Saint George (you can see the word "Giorgio" at the bottom) is fighting the Dragon. It reminds me of the picture of Alice falling down the Rabbit Hole in my
Alice in Wonderland book. The others were a bit more traditionally religious, being the Annunciation and Mary holding Jesus' body after it's taken down from the Cross.

And this is the reason that everyone comes to Loreto. This, very ornate cube houses the remaining walls of the house of the Virgin Mary. I don't have any photos of the inside because they weren't allowed. But I can say it was a set of very very very very old looking brick walls. This, was unsurprisingly, met with a lot of bitching from the younger girls, saying how stupid it was. I would like to say right now I'm not a super religious person, despite being raised catholic and attending catholic schools. But, it's just not necessary to stand around in a fucking church and whine about how goddamn stupid it is to be there, or how unlikely it is that the walls are Mary's house or that they're even from anywhere near Jerusalem. That's just not the point. I couldn't tell you what the real point is, but it was a cultural trip and this is a huge part of the culture because this is Italy. The churches are very important, socially and historically even moreso than religiously. Have the manners to at least wait politely. I don't know, it's hypocritcal, but that really pissed me off. I was epically embarrassed by them that day. We year 12s even went to the effort to wear our 12 Jumpers with "Loreto" on the front just for the occasion.
/rant.

Another part of the Cathedral that I thought was very beautiful.
Loreto was also pretty special because my family came to visit me there as they don't live too far away from there. It's pretty close family, my uncles and aunties on my dad's side and my first cousins, not just some randoms. So, I got to spend a little while with them. We went to look at the big Nativity scene that moved that was set up in like, a basement. My favourite part was how the lighting in the background changed colour to show the morning afternoon and evening. It was pretty. Then we walked around, had my terrible accent remarked upon and I got some souvenirs for my Nonna. Then we all had icecream because I had to be back for dinner. I got out of going to mass too. Clearly I was rewarded for my deep respect of the Cathedral.:P Then we totally got lost trying to walk back to the monestary in the dark. It was my fault, because I didn't remember the way and thought we just had to walk down one road till it appeared. Not so. But, we got there in the end and said our goodbyes. I also, stupidly, opened up the watch meant for my sister, not mine. So I walked around Italy with a pink and purple plastic Fila watch instead of the Red, leather Guess watch I was supposed to have. Faaaaaail. :P
So, that concludes my epic ranting on Loreto. I owe you if you read it all.
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