Two hot Italian guys + two charming American girls = a lot of fun on a boat in the middle of the Tyrrhenian Sea.
This was probably one of the best days ever. The guys took us out on the boat and it was another scorching, humid day. Of course, my curly hair was starting to get a little puffy and resemble a fro, but I didn't care (OK, I probably did care a little). We packed a ton of fruit for lunch and we were laying on the boat tanning (OK, I was probably burning) when suddenly I'm splashed with water! After some playful arguing, I pushed Alessandro and he jumped overboard, while holding my arm so I would go overboard, too.
That night was the festival for the San Vito, the patron saint of Positano. We watched the fireworks together, went dancing, and fell asleep on the beach together (not like bums or anything, I'll let you use your imagination). Mel and I went back to visit Positano again on a weekend during our classes, but we decided to stop there, it wasn't like we were going to have a transatlantic relationship with these guys or anything. Plus, Mel actually had a boyfriend back home. I'm not one to judge, but I wouldn't have done that.
We talked to Alessandro and Enrico almost every day, and when we came back to the United States we kept in touch via e-mail. That was definitely one of my favorite summers, and just thinking about it is making me miss Italy like crazy, so I think I need to end this blog here. If I don't, I'll be in a shitty mood all day because I can't decide whether I should move to Italy or not! OK, enough Italy talk for now!
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