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>> segunda-feira, 17 de outubro de 2011
depois do último post, em que falei sobre minha amiga iskra (aqui), decidi mostrar a vocês o apartamento onde eu a conheci e no qual passei meus primeiros 15 dias em florença.
eu escolhi o apartamento pelo site studentsville (que por sinal é um ótimo site para ajudar estrangeiros que pretendem morar em florença).
na verdade, eu tinha escolhido um quarto em um outro apartamento, mas ele só estaria disponível duas semanas depois da minha chegada. assim, por indicação do Marco (dono do primeiro quarto que escolhi), fui parar na casa letizia (que é, na verdade, um apartamento).
o local era colorido e excêntrico. e é claro que eu gostei, né?
actually, i had chosen a bedroom in another apartment, but it would only be available two weeks after my arrival in florence. thus, i had to find another place to stay. by following an indication of Marco (the owner of the first room i have chosen), i ended up at casa letizia (which is, in fact, an apartment).
the place was colorful and eccentric, so, i obviously liked it!
there are hundreds of kitsch decorations throughout the house. moreover, each room has a unique color and a special décor.
my room was green and the pillow had a pillowcase with a cat drawn that made me remember the pads that my grandmother (my father's mom) used to have.
iskra stayed in the pink bedroom. there were also the yellow and the violet bedrooms, but there were no guests in them.
i also have to mention the AMAZING, big, and pink bathroom where i could relax every day...
a good thing about staying in this apartment is that Letizia not only welcomes you very well, but also helps you with the adaption in florence. soon as i arrived, she told me where i could buy a cell phone, gave me a map of the city and taught me the way to college. she also told me to always remove my shoes before enter in the apartment, to not soil the floor. furthermore, Letizia had two romanian maids to clean the apartment once a week. Letizia does not live in the apartment, but is there every morning to make sure everything is in order.
i need to tell that i have a great affection for this place... because, in the end, the words written in that little picture, which was hung in the wall of the yellow kitchen, are right: home is where you make it.
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eu escolhi o apartamento pelo site studentsville (que por sinal é um ótimo site para ajudar estrangeiros que pretendem morar em florença).
na verdade, eu tinha escolhido um quarto em um outro apartamento, mas ele só estaria disponível duas semanas depois da minha chegada. assim, por indicação do Marco (dono do primeiro quarto que escolhi), fui parar na casa letizia (que é, na verdade, um apartamento).
o local era colorido e excêntrico. e é claro que eu gostei, né?
(a porta de entrada e a cozinha)
(the front door and the kitchen)
tem centenas de quadrinhos e enfeites kitsch pela casa toda, incluindo os quartos. aliás, cada quarto tem uma cor e uma decoração peculiar.
meu quarto era o verde e o travesseiro tinha uma fronha de gato que lembrava as almofadas da minha avó de brotas.
(meu quartinho!)
(my lovely bedroom!)
a iskra ficava no quarto rosa.
(fofo!)
(cute!)
e tinha também o quarto amarelo...
(estava sem ninguém no período em que fiquei por lá)
(there was nobody in this bedroom during the period i was at letizia's)
e o violeta...
(também estava desocupado)
(it was also without guests)
isso sem falar no banheiro I-N-C-R-Í-V-E-L e gigante e cor-de-rosa no qual eu relaxava todos os dias...
e uma coisa boa de ficar nesse apartamento é que a letizia não só te recebe bem, como também dá orientações. logo que cheguei, ela me orientou onde comprar um celular, me deu um mapa e me ensinou o caminho para a universidade. ela também me orientou a sempre tirar os sapatos quando entrasse no apartamento, para não sujar o piso. além disso, letizia tinha duas faxineiras romenas que limpavam o apartamento uma vez por semana. letizia não mora no local, mas passa por lá todas as manhãs para verificar se tudo está em ordem.
tenho muito carinho por esse lugar... porque, no fim, as palavras escritas no pequeno quadro, que fica pendurado na parede da cozinha amarela, estão certas: "home is where you make it".
_____________________________________________________________________________________TRANSLATION...
after my last post, in which i talked about my friend iskra (here), i decided to make a post to show you the apartment where i met her and where i stayed in my first 15 days in florence.
i chose the apartment at the website studentsville (which is, by the way, a great website to help foreigners who want to live in florence).
actually, i had chosen a bedroom in another apartment, but it would only be available two weeks after my arrival in florence. thus, i had to find another place to stay. by following an indication of Marco (the owner of the first room i have chosen), i ended up at casa letizia (which is, in fact, an apartment).
the place was colorful and eccentric, so, i obviously liked it!
there are hundreds of kitsch decorations throughout the house. moreover, each room has a unique color and a special décor.
my room was green and the pillow had a pillowcase with a cat drawn that made me remember the pads that my grandmother (my father's mom) used to have.
iskra stayed in the pink bedroom. there were also the yellow and the violet bedrooms, but there were no guests in them.
i also have to mention the AMAZING, big, and pink bathroom where i could relax every day...
a good thing about staying in this apartment is that Letizia not only welcomes you very well, but also helps you with the adaption in florence. soon as i arrived, she told me where i could buy a cell phone, gave me a map of the city and taught me the way to college. she also told me to always remove my shoes before enter in the apartment, to not soil the floor. furthermore, Letizia had two romanian maids to clean the apartment once a week. Letizia does not live in the apartment, but is there every morning to make sure everything is in order.
i need to tell that i have a great affection for this place... because, in the end, the words written in that little picture, which was hung in the wall of the yellow kitchen, are right: home is where you make it.
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