http://elizabethkennedybayer.com composer/blogger Sat, 17 Jul 2010 08:38:00 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en It is my first weekend in Pavia. I've started to receive multiple emails from work and I honestly am looking forward to going home and relaxing before the school year starts. Granted, I only have a part-time job, but I do want to be prepared. When you receive an email ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/694-highscore-so-far/ There is a meme going around. Possibly one of the most annoying and awesome memes I have seem... at least in the last few weeks. It is (dun dun dun) The Annoying Orange. Behold: I have written a little poem in honor of The Annoying Orange. I am The Annoying Orange I will ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/684-the-annoying-orange/ by Leroy Anderson (1908-1975). Adorable. http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/680-typewriter-music/ When in Cinque Terra, or anywhere in Italy, the answer is, "Gelato!" In the past 24ish hours, Mack-inz-eh, Steve and I have gone through 1 train strike, 1 camp out at McDonald at the Florence Train Station, many juice boxes of wine and 1 bagpiping-for-money adventure. Early this morning, we ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/678-whered-all-my-money-go/ The Cortona Sessions- what REALLY happened I'm not going to go back and read what I've said about Cortona so far- so if I happen to repeat myself, get over it. I am so thankful that I started my tour d'Italia in a small town. And I mean a small town. If ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/676-cortona-the-truth/ (I am really now in Venice... but I wrote this in Open Office a few days ago) I am sitting at the Rivoire Pasticceria in Firenze, Italy. Yes, sitting. It is 8:41, my travel buddies have gone into the Ufizzi and I have time to sit here and enjoy my 6,50 ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/675-welcome-to-florence/ DAY 4 8AM We are taken into The City. We are given a ration of tokens to buy food and the possible black-market weapon. We are all under cover, hoping to not expose our lack of knowledge about the culture or language of this place. We make our way to the museum. I ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/672-the-cortona-sessions-3/ I went to a flea market in Cortona this afternoon. It was covered with old gadgets, pottery and jewelry. Among the many gems were an old (I mean old, metal and heavy) diving helmet, gas masks from the 40s and a set of Tunisian Bagpipes. I kid you not- the ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/670-a-noisy-night-in-tunisia/ DAY 3 10AM I cannot find Gabriella. I am afraid all is lost- I run through the halls of our compound asking everyone is she had been seen that morning. I am dizzy with fright. Finally, I turn another corner, and there she is, sitting calmly in a small room, violet ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/668-the-cortona-sessions-2/ DAY 1 9AM The dust has settled. Weary, but willing, The Composers crawl from their sleep pods and join in the main meeting hall. Michael speaks. Food is scarce and we must gather meal items during the rationed hours. Michael is also weary, but a paper cup of instant coffee keeps him ... http://elizabethkennedybayer.com/666-the-cortona-sessions/