<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:46:17.803-07:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='italy'/><category term='speedskating'/><title type='text'>Italia: Jr. World Championships (SHORT TRACK)</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping you up-to-date on those crazy JR's (myself included) halfway across the world!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-2404966681152993654</id><published>2008-01-12T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:52:59.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RACING DAYS! Friday &amp; Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I'm combining these two. Cause, I know, I'm still behind. First off, Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kooreman&lt;/span&gt; is giving AWESOME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commentary&lt;/span&gt; on the races. And I mean in detail too. Better than I can do, I'd say. Check his out &lt;a href="http://www.ohnozone.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. But I'll give you the condensed version of the past two days, here, with, as always, my spin on things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well we woke up FRIDAY and did the whole breakfast routine, but I made sure I had half a liter of water in me before I left the room for the rink. We left for the rink, tried a new way to get there, but it was locked, and we led the British guys that were following us, astray. Oops. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. We finally got there, ans stared jogging and warming up. We got on the ice and did the 10 min warm up, and we all felt really good. We obviously did, cause we all made it out of our 1st round of the 1500m. Erin and I only made it to the next round, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; made it further to the semi-finals. The boys did well. Walter got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DQed&lt;/span&gt;, but Kyle and JR both made it to the A final. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had time to hang out after we got eliminated, and chatted a bit with those Canadians again, and I tried out my Dutch on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dutchies&lt;/span&gt; in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;locker room&lt;/span&gt;. They were impressed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Mostly by my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; of not-so-nice words rather than my actual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; of the language. Thank you Niels. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. ( Dutch senior skater that came and trained with us over the summer.) We also chatted a bit with those British guys, and we were very excited to have someone that spoke our language fluently, even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; sometimes we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; understand them through their thick accent. We also decided we needed to bring some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;febreeze&lt;/span&gt; for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;locker room&lt;/span&gt;. The stench was unbearable. But trust me, it wasn't us. Promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We skated our heat for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;relay&lt;/span&gt;, we tried our hardest, had awesome exchanges, but it just didn't work out. The boys floated through theirs. With ease. They all looked so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;, like they owned the ice. After they were done, we headed back, ate dinner of the same sort, and went upstairs to converse with back home, and then headed to bed. Pretty boring day other than the skating, but that's how it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SUPPOSED&lt;/span&gt; to be while your racing, right? I mean, we DID come here to skate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt;, SATURDAY started out the same, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; did the reflex's like a mongoose slap at the clock, so that I woke up to Erin turning on the bathroom light and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; and I both asked if the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alarm&lt;/span&gt; went off. I really wanna see her do it once. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. we headed to breakfast, pretty much did a repeat of the day before, and once we got to the rink, we got nice and warm with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;accels&lt;/span&gt; and mock starts and such getting ready for that 500m. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Erin and I both skated our hearts out, but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; quite enough. I almost made it out, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; quite know how to complete an outside pass, instead of passing one girl and then ending all my momentum and hoping in behind the other girl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Agh&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well. Something to learn for next year. So after that, Erin and I were done, but everyone else made it through. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; made it 3 rounds and Kyle and Walter made it 3 as well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; though Walter had that spill. Jr made it to the semi's, but was just short of 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; which made it to the final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt; of the day were Kristie from GB who not only made the final, but got a silver!All of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; girls either fell or got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;DQed&lt;/span&gt; as well as one of their boys. So that mixed up the overall points a bit. And in the boys, a new record was set by the Korean Han-Bin by a time of 0:42.1. CRAZY FAST! At lunch, we sat down at talked with the Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt; skaters, which was very exciting to talk to English people once again. We talked about how chips are french fries and then well what are chips? They are Crisps. And cookies are only with chocolate chips. the rest are biscuits. Then what are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;biscuits&lt;/span&gt;? That confused them and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to explain the yummy flaky goodness, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; work. After that, Erin and I had some time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; we were not very happy about since we both felt awesome in the 500m, so we went up in the stands and started talking with the Aussies and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Kiwi's&lt;/span&gt; and then the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt; guys joined us as well. I t was a very h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;odge-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;podge&lt;/span&gt; mix of people, but again, found each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; through the fact that we are the only countries that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; language is English. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Kiwis&lt;/span&gt; asked if America was like in the movies and everyone gets shot up and B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;ig&lt;/span&gt; Macs are humongous and everyone drives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; large cars. We told them in some places its kinda rough, A Big Mac is pretty big, but we all hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;, and yes, unfortunately. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. By now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; had joined us as well. They asked what we thought of when we thought of Australia, and we all said kangaroos, koala bears, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Aborigines&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Kiwis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; what we thought of New Zealand, and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;replied&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Kiwi&lt;/span&gt; birds, zebras (Erin?) and Australia (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;?). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was quite a fun conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We continued to watch the boys skate, and they were doing so good til they went down! Ah! all of us girls cringed. It was sad. After that, we headed back, but not before we checked on one of the D&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;utchies&lt;/span&gt; who had fallen earlier in the day and chipped both of his front teeth. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;jongen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. We got back to the hotel fairly early, Erin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; got massages, and I got on the phone with my mommy and then with Spencer. We headed to dinner, conversed with more countries, since we have been nice Americans and making friends, then headed back upstairs to la around and do nothing. But I guess only being able to skate 1 500m let us regain our strength and some of that energy we weren't able to exert all day since we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; move on, came out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154707586116065794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4kzPR91mgI/AAAAAAAAABM/OrKWr3N5mA4/s320/funny+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The amazing pic that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; caught of us. I think this was to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; We Touch".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154706576798751202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4kyUh91meI/AAAAAAAAAA8/57UR99xP_Do/s320/funny+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was to a rap song, if you can't tell the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;diffrence&lt;/span&gt;. "My life be like ooh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154707573231163890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4kzOh91mfI/AAAAAAAAABE/AqA33Gtu03M/s320/funny+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. I got really bored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154710145916574226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4k1kR91mhI/AAAAAAAAABU/tWG4bGtIadw/s320/funny+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So did the Australians. they put this in front of our door. And that was heavy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154710184571279906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4k1mh91miI/AAAAAAAAABc/WewgTPmnaww/s320/funny+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                         We eventually wound down. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; on the phone with the boy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now we are headed to bed, long day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. Wish us luck! Ill try to keep you updated, but no promises! racing all day then banquet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; night then leave at 2am. So I'll try, but for now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;Bona&lt;/span&gt; Note!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-2404966681152993654?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/2404966681152993654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=2404966681152993654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2404966681152993654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2404966681152993654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/racing-days-friday-saturday.html' title='RACING DAYS! Friday &amp; Saturday'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4kzPR91mgI/AAAAAAAAABM/OrKWr3N5mA4/s72-c/funny+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-8926331073455944554</id><published>2008-01-11T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:21:29.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Day before racing! Stared as every other day. Breakfast of the same stuff, back upstairs to hang out before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; workout. Today I actually got to do the jog! But the boys went off on their own and we went a much  slower pace with Tricia. we jogged down a cool bike path they have here and at one point we went by this wall with really artistic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt;, but not so appropriate. Actually it was quite disturbing. No details. And this part of town is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mostly&lt;/span&gt; industrial, so it was pretty boring other than that. After our light jog, we came back, and we had to go right over to the rink cause we had blood doping testing! they took a whole vile full of our blood! NOT FUN. But even us girls survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we returned to the hotel, we went down and had lunch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; was the normal food, except some really good chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stuffed&lt;/span&gt; with herbs and veggies was there too. That was delicious. After lunch we had a ton of time so us girls went to the store to get some things to take home, and a hair straightener for the last night. we came back, napped go ton the computer, listened to the pod, called home then got ready for practice. Practice was pretty good, but my legs felt like crap whenever I tried to move them fast. But I figured the problem was that I was dehydrated, so I knew I just needed to drink some water.  Any if any of you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, I need water to operate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finished up, came home, and pretty much passed out. I know, not much to tell, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; how we wanted it for the day before racing started. Hope you are going to keep up with the racing! Ill try to post but again, ill be pretty busy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. Ciao Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-8926331073455944554?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/8926331073455944554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=8926331073455944554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/8926331073455944554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/8926331073455944554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-2229411542949170951</id><published>2008-01-10T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:53:00.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday (finally catching up!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like i need to start off this post by letting you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; might be going home. Well not seriously, but she has been continuously threatening Kyle, JR &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Walter. Kyle has told Tricia about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sharpie&lt;/span&gt;-to-the-head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;instance&lt;/span&gt; that could have caused serious damage. Walter feels extremely fearful of his life. Tricia has warned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;, but the punches and dirty looks keep coming. Hopefully she will get her anger under control and no one will get hurt. As Always, we'll keep you updated on how this story unfolds. Now back to the regular scheduled programing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY started out with a slightly slower slap to the alarm clock. We all shuffled to breakfast and ate the normal fruit salad and croissant with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nutella&lt;/span&gt; and come sort of cold lunch meat. We immediately came back upstairs and passed out again. Erin had gotten confirmation that her bags would be there at 8.30, and sure enough, SHE GOT HER BAGS! We all were excited for her. She could skate! But even with this excitement we fell back asleep but not before we set the alarm with just enough time to wake up and slap some shoes on, and out the door to jog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and did a very quick bike/band workout with Mike, so I was back soon and got to talk to Spencer who stayed up just to talk to me. Score. Then the girls got back and Erin and I went out in search of phone cards, which we found and I've been enjoying ever since. When they work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. By the time I got done at the post office it was time for lunch, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;consisted&lt;/span&gt; of whoa, more pasta. And bread. And veggies. But it was good. Very good. As always. The boys went and got pizza. And they ate lunch. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After lunch we came back upstairs and went back to sleep for a bit, then got ready for practice at 2. Practice was with New Zealand and their 2 skaters. We did some relays, now that we finally had Erin back. We did some quick stuff too and JR hit a 8.5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; hit a 9.4 and I was close behind with I think a 9.5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. And that was on extremely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;debreeish&lt;/span&gt; ice and then we even found a ciggy butt in the ice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. We stayed on for a good bit and then got off, did our jog, gave the Canadian boys a smile after they said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Allo&lt;/span&gt;. 'ow a' '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;?" and then ran out the door for cool down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was about 4 when we got done and we hurried home to go change and get ready to go shopping in the city! I was excited cause we rode the bus, which was an adventure trying to remember which bus it was and then once we were on, t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;rying&lt;/span&gt; to read the signs to see if we had passed the stop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Eventually, my friend I made sitting next to me had us get off at Piazza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Whalter&lt;/span&gt;. It was like we had stepped into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; world. Everything was so picturesque and just so well like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; said, "Italian". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153955442853255570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4aHKx91mZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kaD2JN2mPfc/s320/of%3D50,590,442h.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cathedral that was the first thing we saw when we got off the bus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153956082803382690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4aHwB91maI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZzvC-Pd2hy4/s320/of%3D50,590,442nn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More of the "Italian" street view.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153957014811285938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4aImR91mbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0vpEi04ricQ/s320/of%3D50,332,442nng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And another view as it's getting darker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153957173725075906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4aIvh91mcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lgZEFwMbqxE/s320/nn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just so beautiful, no matter if you're in the alps or down the street!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We separated out and were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt; back at 7, so we had 2 hours to shop. we explored a but and found that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Europeans&lt;/span&gt;, or maybe just Italians really like their styles and will pay a pretty penny for them. So after we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ahhed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ooed&lt;/span&gt; over this heel and that dress, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; found a few stores in our price range. I bought a skirt, a dress, and some boots all for really good prices. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; bought some shoes and a pretty scarf. And Erin bought some cologne and a a sweater and a necklace. Good shopping for us girls! But as soon as 7 rolled around, we found the boys, and they're shopping almost beat ours. Not by the quantity, but Kyle and JR both bought some pretty things for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not going to say what, because I don't know who all is reading this, but the boys did a good job. As soon as everyone was back together, we headed to a pizza place and got some amazing pizza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;margherita and&lt;/span&gt; some other choices, and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tiramisou&lt;/span&gt; to top it off. Man let me tell you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; out eats the boys. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why they are scared of her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways we were all completely beat after that, and went to go catch the bus as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Walter's&lt;/span&gt; parents drove up! I guess he had given them directions. Pretty sweet huh? Well once we got back to the hotel, we pretty much passed out as soon as we got through the door. It was an awesome day, skating and exploring. I know all of us are getting super excited to skate. We can't wait to get out there and kick some major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; butt! til next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. Thanks to Kyle for the awesome pics! The cord didn't make it here so you'll have to wait for those awesome sledding pics! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-2229411542949170951?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/2229411542949170951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=2229411542949170951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2229411542949170951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2229411542949170951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/wednesda-finally-catching-up.html' title='Wednesday (finally catching up!)'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rcz7O65ZnCs/R4aHKx91mZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kaD2JN2mPfc/s72-c/of%3D50,590,442h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-8621136232948760225</id><published>2008-01-08T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:28:49.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-T-TUESDAY</title><content type='html'>NOTICE: SKYLAR HAS BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY SKATING HER BUTT OFF AND ENJOYING TO THE FULLEST THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AMAZINGNESS&lt;/span&gt; OF ITALY. PLEASE EXCUSE HER TARDINESS ON THE BLOGS. SHE WILL TRY TO WORK HARDER TO RECORD THE ACCOUNT OF THE TEAM IN A MORE TIMELY FASHION. THANK YOU. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; out fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Poor&lt;/span&gt; Erin, still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bagageless&lt;/span&gt;. She had been up since 4 and finally called her dad around 6 not knowing what to do. He assured her they were on the way, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;we've&lt;/span&gt; been hearing for awhile now. anyways, we tried to go back o sleep to awaken at our 7.52. Well I got on the computer (big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, I know) and I lost track of time til about 8.20 then ran like a chicken with my head cut off downstairs. Tricia was none too happy, to say the least. I hurried and ate breakfast, which consisted of a croissant and some fruit, yum, then ran back upstairs to crawl back in the amazing, cloud-like, comfy beds. This hotel really is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; 9.30, 30 minutes before we were going to go jog, Colby came and told Erin and I that we had to go do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; and bike cause of my knees and her shoes were a couple of sizes too big so he didn't want her running in them. So while everyone else went jogging, we went upstairs and enjoyed a lovely bike/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; workout. I had 30 sec on 1.30 off bike sprints. Fun. After that we went back up to the room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; joined us for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stretching&lt;/span&gt; then we sat down to enjoy some peace and quiet before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;channels&lt;/span&gt; that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, and that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bloomberg&lt;/span&gt;, CNN, and Some resort channels. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we didn't want to know about the stock market and exotic places we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; go to, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chose&lt;/span&gt; the news, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;fairly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; too along the lines of all we saw was Hilary and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; and the primaries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; in New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hampshire&lt;/span&gt;. So we kept that on, but mostly traded off turns on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was the first time we got to see the other teams, but only Canada and Korea joined us. And the general conclusion about both were that the Canadian boys are very funny after they're comment of " we a' '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ungry&lt;/span&gt;" in a very cute French-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; accent. And the Korean girls look 10. No lie. The food of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt; was , you guessed it, pasta. And bread. And like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Salisbury&lt;/span&gt; steak, not so good. But the food seemed to be getting much better, as in the things athletes need, so it was exciting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed upstairs for a needed nap and then I woke up a little early to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sharpen&lt;/span&gt; the blades and get ready for the ice practice that we shared with Italy. first time on the ice and first time seeing what other countries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt; to the table! We left for practice at 5 but we did a bit of a warm up of jogging, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;stretching&lt;/span&gt;, and watching the Koreans who had the ice before us. Oh and member those 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah, they did a 8.8 and kept up with their boys. All of our mouths were open. Trust me. So we got on the ice, minus Erin as she still didn't have her bags, therefore no skates. The rest of us did warm up relays, and then we did 2x10 laps slow and 2x15 even slower. And were struggling in the mid elevens. At least us girls were. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for new ice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. There was a resurface and we had to get off and jog then get back on and do some crazy 3 person passing drill. Walter biffed it within the 1st lap. He was fine but we sure got some looks from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Koreans&lt;/span&gt; that were cooling down. I mean Walter gets looks anyways, just from his size, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another story. After that we got off the ice and cooled down and headed back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner that night was some sort of salmon pasta dish and veggies. As I said, getting better. dinner concluded with some people getting work from Colby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;including&lt;/span&gt; me for me knees, and a couple others engaged in a lovely, relaxing, soothing ICE BATH. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; stayed in the boys room and played some cards, Erin and I talked to the boyfriends, and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; came into the room when we were almost asleep, and we for some reason fed off her extreme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hyperness&lt;/span&gt; and stayed awake til 12 and at one point there was jumping on beds between gossip stories! We are having a blast! Stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tuned&lt;/span&gt; more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-8621136232948760225?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/8621136232948760225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=8621136232948760225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/8621136232948760225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/8621136232948760225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/t-t-tuesday.html' title='T-T-TUESDAY'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-6636109570905024657</id><published>2008-01-07T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:47:16.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm starting off this post with something I forgot happened yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was quite funny. Some guy came up to Kyle and told him he looked like he had a "little Italian" in him. But when he retold the story, i took it as the guy called him "a little Italian". So now Kyle is the "Little Italian". Then some guy, not sure if it was the same one, asked him where he was from, Kyle said the US, and then the guy replied, "From Kentucky?" We laughed a good couple of minutes at that one. Honestly, what better state for some random Italian to know than Kentucky?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, MONDAY started out with poor Erin jumping out of bed and exclaiming, "I've been awake for 5 hours. This sucks." Apparently, the non-arrival of her bags is causing some insomnia issues. (And yes, currently at 10.30pm, she is still awaiting a phone call saying her bags are here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; the phone rings, "OH MY GOD MY BAGS ARE HERE! Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;, it's your mom.") So we got up and headed down to breakfast and had some delicious pastries, again, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; a little more than we bargained for. As soon as we got to the rink, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; was doubled over in pain from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; pangs. Colby is pretty sure its the live cultured milk. Again, more than we asked for. So the rest of us jogged and warmed up, well attempted to get warm. Erin still not having her skates did a awesome band workout, while the boys and I did our ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;workout&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; was still in a ball in the locker room. So we started out doing a warm up relay, then the boys did a fast relay and I did 2 2 lap acc&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;els&lt;/span&gt;. All of us are looking better, even though the ice was still breaking out pretty bad. the boys then did 3x7 laps and I did 2x7, again, all by myself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for 7 lap time trials. We ended practice with a cool down relay and concluded an overal good practice. We all looked good and nobody fell! Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, Tricia did, but we wont talk about that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited to eat some yummy lunch b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; found out we had to wait til 12, so most of the guys and girls got flush massages via Colby, but I declined and took a nap. Lunch was served and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of us passed up the spaghetti for the ricotta, only to figure out it was pretty much rice. But pleasantly it was some pretty good sauce on top making it very yummy. We enjoyed it, and we also enjoyed the chicken or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;omelets&lt;/span&gt; that we had as the second choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we hurried off to get packed and ready to leave. After everything was out of the rooms, I was extremely tired and took a nap, again, in the lobby, but I'm told that the other guys and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; went into town and got some extremely delicious pizza. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Luckys&lt;/span&gt;. Well as soon as 2 rolled around, we began to load up the bus and started our 4 hour drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bolzano&lt;/span&gt;. The drive was very scenic and we at first were driving through the mountains via tunnels (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Italians&lt;/span&gt; like their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dynamite&lt;/span&gt;) but after a while, and a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Zzzzzzs&lt;/span&gt;, we found our selves on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;twisty,&lt;/span&gt; narrow, fall-off-into-oblivion roads that climbed the mountains. It was gorgeous and at one point we were above tree line at a ski resort. Simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;o'clock&lt;/span&gt; we all work up to the front of our amazing looking hotel, the Sheraton. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;clambered&lt;/span&gt; off the bus, most of us with only one eye open, checked into our gorgeous rooms (extremely spacious for Europe) and got ready for dinner. Which was kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;. We've been used to your 3 course meals, and here, at the nicer hotel, we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;salad&lt;/span&gt; and a snack size pasta bowl. But it may not have been filling, but man was it goooooood. Leaving the table a little heavier than when we sat down, we decided the hotel and its amenities make up for the change in food. By far. And we're hoping breakfast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; will be much more stellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; winding down in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;. Erin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; are asleep, and I'm soon to be as well. We've all talked to the parents and the boyfriends, so we are good to go, not too homesick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; we wake up at 7.52 (random, thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.) to have breakfast at 8 and a light jog at 10. Then we have ice from 4.00-5.50pm. Hopefully we will finally exchange money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and maybe even go shopping! Til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-6636109570905024657?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/6636109570905024657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=6636109570905024657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/6636109570905024657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/6636109570905024657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-5862144425763793263</id><published>2008-01-06T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:30:43.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night (well kinda Monday morning)</title><content type='html'>Wow. Even though I left you guys only a couple of hours ago, one of the most amazing days ever has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occured&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. So the main topic at lunch was the lost luggage, and how Mike and Erin still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any clothes. We discussed this over ham and spaghetti, the choices I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chosen&lt;/span&gt;, some others got a couple of other things, including Walter with his cheese platter. Yes, we made fun. Anyways, I wasn't feeling to great and I was going to lay down when everyone decided to go to town. This was about 2 and I knew all the shops would be closed, as the Italians observe some sort of "siesta" (if you've been to Mexico, you know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;referring&lt;/span&gt; to) and the shops are closed til 3.30 pm. Well I guess they got the best of me and I decided to go. Y&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt; for U&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gg&lt;/span&gt; boots in melting slush, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;trampling&lt;/span&gt; through town. Y&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey commenced by going into town to go through the shops, looking for any open. As I thought, no luck. But then Mike got a light bulb above his head and decided to turn down some stairs and go further into the older part of town. Mike has been here a few times in the past for some world cups and such, guess he was good or something. H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aha&lt;/span&gt;. J&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;uuuuuuust&lt;/span&gt; kidding Mike! So as we are now looking completely like tourists with our USA stuff on and snapping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; at EVERYTHING, I noticed how unique this town really is. It is very old, with amazing&lt;br /&gt;architecture, dating back to what looked like the Dark Ages. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;climbed&lt;/span&gt; the cobblestone road, pausing here and there to take group ph&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;otos&lt;/span&gt; with the amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;backgrounds&lt;/span&gt; of the buildings and the mountains, as this is a village in a valley, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by mountains. soon enough we were on the opposite side of town, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;side&lt;/span&gt; that was home to the ski slope. As you can guess, this pleased &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; boys very much, and us girls were pretty happy too when W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alter&lt;/span&gt; got the idea that we needed to rent a sled. And low and behold we came upon a store that was not only open on the Sabbath, but that rented sleds for 5 euro a piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; did it, and then ran to the slope, that seemed to be open to the public. We then continued to have the time of our lives, first doubling up, girl and boy per sled, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;switched&lt;/span&gt; around partners, then the boys raced, then the girls raced, then we partnered up again to go skeleton. I will say W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;alter&lt;/span&gt; and I were the only ones to make it to the bottom with girl still on top of guy in on piece. The others ate it. Hard. Mike was our photographer, and the pictures really do speak louder than words. (As I mentioned previously, the camera that the pictures are being taken with, the memory card &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; fit so there wont be pics til Wed. when the cord gets here via The Rusks) But i will tell you there is an amazing one of W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;alter&lt;/span&gt; and I getting air of this awesome jump, it's so perfect. But the way our tailbones felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;afterwards&lt;/span&gt;, not so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that we were drenched to the core and laughing til we wanted to pee, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to retire the sleds and attempt to meander our way back to the hotel, since we only had a little bit of time before practice. It was hard, but very scenic (again, there WILL be pictures. Promise) but we finally made it back, changed out of the wet clothes into dry ones, and headed off to practice, hoping T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ricia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; too mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the rink, and to our dismay, it was just as cold as we left it. So we attempted to warm up, and then got on the ice, and got lucky cause we only had to skate about 45 min of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;excels&lt;/span&gt; and 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lappers&lt;/span&gt; for A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; and I and a relay for the boys then a 10 lap passing drill to cool down. Just getting the crap out of the legs. So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;hurriedly&lt;/span&gt; packed up and took off to the hotel to eat a dinner of pasta of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt; and spinach rolls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; the latter was my choice and grilled turkey or the prawn, which our waiter M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;arino&lt;/span&gt;, who by the way is the only guy in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; part that speaks a lick of E&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;nglish&lt;/span&gt;, described as "big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;shrimpies&lt;/span&gt;". They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but I pretty much lost my appetite after those, but quickly regained it once I had a bite of dessert, the best fruit tart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; ever had! Soon after I went to go ice my knees and get on the computer, talk to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and the mom, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; currently still doing. But now its time to hit the sack. We have practice at 8 and we leave for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Bolzano&lt;/span&gt; around noon. I'll try to get on before we leave, but it probably wont be til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big shout out to everyone who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;tuning&lt;/span&gt; in! Hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; enjoying yourselves! And I want to give a special shout out to Wilma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Boomstra&lt;/span&gt; and Kelly Springer, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;coaches&lt;/span&gt;, none of this would have been possible without you. And to my Daddy. I love you! Miss everyone! Til next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-5862144425763793263?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/5862144425763793263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=5862144425763793263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/5862144425763793263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/5862144425763793263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/saturday-night-well-kinda-sunday.html' title='Sunday night (well kinda Monday morning)'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989666634039716549.post-2565095245135911702</id><published>2008-01-06T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:25:23.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speedskating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Friday-Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BUONGIORNO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ITALIA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog was a brilliant idea of mine to keep my mom, Sonya, and my boyfriend, Spencer, and whoever else meanders their way here, up-to-date on whats happening here in Italy. For those of you who don't know, I'm here currently in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bormio&lt;/span&gt; but soon continuing on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bolzano&lt;/span&gt;, IT for the JR World Championships for Short Track &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Speedskating&lt;/span&gt;. I'm here with two other girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;teammates&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dudek&lt;/span&gt; and Erin Bartlett; three boy teammates: J.R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Celski&lt;/span&gt;, Kyle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Uyehara&lt;/span&gt;, and Walter Rusk; our coach: Trisha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Stennes&lt;/span&gt;, our blades guy: Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Corman&lt;/span&gt;, and our trainer: Colby Lash. Nine of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Americanos&lt;/span&gt;, who all of us put together speak no more than 10 words of the language, against the world of Italians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; journey started on FRIDAY morning at about 8.30 am when the flight was supposed to leave LA for Newark. We didn't end up leaving til 9.45 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; there was a weather delay. In L.A.. which is absolutely absurd but I was later told by Spencer was completely valid as it miraculously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;torrentially&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;downpoured&lt;/span&gt; all day.) which gave us 20 min to make our flight to Milan once we got to Newark. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. *shaking head* So after we got to Newark, we ended up having 30 min to get on the flight, which was fine because we were all there. Except for Erin who had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; held up leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Cleveland&lt;/span&gt;. And according to Mike, if all of us weren't there, nobody was getting on. And even better, the next flight to M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ilan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; leave til 2 days later on Sunday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;! After this we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; NOT happy, even with the opportunity to spend a few days in the Big Apple. we wanted to get to ITALY! But five minutes before the plane was supposed to take off, we got the go ahead, that Erin was being rushed there, and to get on the plane. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was pretty good, watched House and C.S.I. Miami. I probably should have slept more, but only the last hour or so of the 7 hour flight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;consisted&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Zzzzzzs&lt;/span&gt;. If only I had known about the long day ahead. Once we got to Milan SATURDAY morning, we went to claim our luggage, but everyone wasn't so lucky. Mike and Erin both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; their bags, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; turned into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;-rah of over 2 hours of trying to figure out where they were, and when they were getting here. They found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Erin's&lt;/span&gt;, and I guess they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; today, but they honestly have no clue what happened to Mike's. *shaking head again* If only US &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Speedskating&lt;/span&gt; took a tip from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;inline&lt;/span&gt; and gave us a translator, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Tricia's&lt;/span&gt; headache and the bus driver waiting 3 hours for us, probably would have been kept at a minimum. I of course attempted to help in my span-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;italian&lt;/span&gt;, figuring most of the words were fairly similar. And my handy dandy pocket sized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;proved&lt;/span&gt; very useful for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;unknown&lt;/span&gt; vocab. I at least calmed down the bus driver, even though I understood not a word of his reply. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got on our way, minus the lost luggage, and the bus drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Bormio&lt;/span&gt; took about 3 hours. and there are no freeways here. there are two lane roads, and the higher up we got, the rain falling in Milan turned into some heavy snow. Oh fun. It was very beautiful countryside, truly a winter wonderland. The features that are distinctive of Italy became more apparent, as we passed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;aqueducts&lt;/span&gt; and continuously were traveling through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;mountains&lt;/span&gt; via tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Bormio&lt;/span&gt;, we checked into our hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Sant&lt;/span&gt; Anton, which was the idyllic small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;village&lt;/span&gt; town nice hotel. Erin and i got to the room, and asked for jogging clothes, as remember, she only had the clothes on her back. We went back downstairs, ate a lunch of ravioli and eggs which was the safest two choices we could get from the menu. Walter and J.R. thought they'd be adventurous and got the cold meat plate. Not such a good idea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. they were asking for everyone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; left overs. Colby asked for coffee and got good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; espresso instead. We &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went jogging to the rink and back, then us girls accompanied Trisha to the store to get water and fruit and bread, the essentials and i got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;shampoo&lt;/span&gt; and conditioner. that was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; in itself. we finally gave up on finding the conditioner, til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; was brilliant and figure the other word on the 2-in-1 bottle (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;champoo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;balsama&lt;/span&gt;) had to be conditioner. so i found that and got it. we hurried back to the hotel dropped off our stuff, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;headed&lt;/span&gt; out again to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Street with all the shops was called VIA ROMA. And lemme tell you was it packed. After going in a few stores, seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;designer&lt;/span&gt; name tags of D&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;olce&lt;/span&gt; and G&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;abbana&lt;/span&gt; and A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;rmani&lt;/span&gt; and a few others, and the prices to match, we ran back out as eagerly as we came in. Finally amiss the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;hoards&lt;/span&gt; of people, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;humorously&lt;/span&gt; just about as many dogs with cute sweaters on, we found a cute underwear store. Good for Erin, seeing she needed those. We were bracing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; prices to rival &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Vickys&lt;/span&gt;, but were pleasantly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;spazio&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt;, hence the state of the store &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; was almost impossible to move through. Nevertheless, Erin got her undies, I got 2 cute bras and a shirt to wear to the banquet no one told me about. And amazingly, all were super cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were exhausted after that, so we headed back to the hotel for dinner of pasta in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;tomate&lt;/span&gt; sauce and salmon, again the safest choices. After we had a meeting, I got online and video chatted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the boyfriend for a few minutes, and then we all headed to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;rooms&lt;/span&gt; to sharpen, shower and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, started off with a ring and 5.30am, thank goodness, from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;wake up&lt;/span&gt; call form the front desk who I swear didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; a word i said the night before when I set it up. We got ready and headed downstairs to leave at 6 to walk to the rink. It was completely dark and snowing pretty heavily. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;Ew&lt;/span&gt;. and we had to walk on like a gravely back road that was all downhill for about a half a mile to the rink. once we got there, it was locked so we jogged and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; then headed inside to do band and then got on the ice at 7. We did relays all practice. And let me tell you. The ice was great, but that was the coldest rink I have ever been in in my entire life. My fingers got so cold, in between on of our sets of relays, I ran into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;locker room&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;exchanged&lt;/span&gt; my tipped gloves for my puffy ones. Figured I shouldn't be going fast enough to pivot anyways. And it warmed em right up so that by the end of practice, they were toasty. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the hotel, had an AMAZING breakfast of pastries, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;nutella&lt;/span&gt;, fruit bowl, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;scrambled&lt;/span&gt; eggs (best meal yet so far) and after that I headed into town, did a little shopping, and got back here just in time to get worked on by the trainer. The knees are still hurting. and NOW you are all caught up! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; downstairs sitting in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; center while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been told the boys made a gigantic snowman. Walter is going to let me use his camera and I'm going to hopefully use Colby's cord to upload them. so next time there should be pictures explaining not just my words. and as for my words, I promise there w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt; be less next time I get on. I just wanted to catch you up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all! well I'm headed up to lunch, its 1pm now, we have practice again at 7pm. I'll try to be on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;MSN (&lt;a href="mailto:skylar.usa@homail"&gt;skylar.usa@homail&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; if anyone wants to chat after I get back to the hotel. So that will probably be around 9 or so, which is 3pm east coast and noon west coast. So weird the time change. I'm pretty much already used to it. Which is always good. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;arrivederci&lt;/span&gt; til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; probably! Stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;Tuned&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;Cielo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989666634039716549-2565095245135911702?l=skylaritaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/feeds/2565095245135911702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4989666634039716549&amp;postID=2565095245135911702' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2565095245135911702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989666634039716549/posts/default/2565095245135911702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skylaritaly.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-sunday.html' title='Friday-Sunday'/><author><name>Skylar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09519527775206140884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
