NO means NO means NO

i've never considered myself much of an interpreter, and never thought i could be one between german, french, japanese, and australian. but when the first three can speak only broken english, and the aussies use their wicked cool accent, i'm the one everyone can understand the most. this was the scene of our dinnertable at the hostel in florence - what a blast! so many different cultures colliding. the german was a walking encyclopedia, informing the aussies about the next leg of their trip to north india. the japanese girls were hilarious, and we were all impressed by their english since their native tounge is not latin based. i didn't have to explain a lot, but it was fun.

i saw some amazing things to day, but it'd have to a serious fog not to see amazing things. tonite i'm going out with some american exchange students, then tomorrow its the uffitzi gallery, accideamia (david), and then hopefully some aggie basketball!