Buon internationale giorna della donna

So here in the village it seems that international women's day is much more important than I had ever imagined. Yesterday after cooking my second meal solo in the kitchen I got my women together and we went down to our favorite, and by favorite I mean only, pub in the village. Where the men who own it made dinner for about 40 women in the village. It was absolutely fantastic! We ate lots of good food, drank lots of good wine and mimosas, and danced the night away. It was a really wonderful time for us to get to know some of the other women in the village who we don't see very often, and it wasn't just 20-30 somethings, there were old women dancing to Elvis and young women singing lyrics at the top of their lungs to the newest Italian pop songs. There are times when living in a small village is a big challenge, when you feel like you need to escape the claustraphobia, and there are moments when it's unbelievably amazing. Last night falls into the amazing category, it feels good to be included in the community of my adopted village and country, to sit with women and laugh and joke like I do with my girlfriends in the States. Not that any of you could ever be replaced but it's nice to know that my Charlie Brown accent and difficulty speaking Italian after a few glasses of wine doesn't seperate me from the women in the village. In this moment we were all Praline and enjoying each other's company.