How come there are so many mishaps while I am exploring Italia?
Today I was throwing some coins into a wishing well when a pigeon flew in front of me and caused me a bit of a fright. I kinda jumped and tripped and fell right into the wishing well, getting absolutely soaked...of course.

Day 85 (written day 86)
I woke up late today, missing my chore appointment with Liana. Oops. Brigitte called my parents after breakfast and we went to the hospital. On the drive we listened to Chicken Jazz and the Vermont Public Radio fundraiser. I was wearing my wacky-colors-slipper-sock over the ACE bandage. Upon arriving, I crutched in on chafed armpits and read Newsweek. We moved in to a room, and I worked on my Spanish story. A doctor came in, and asked the story. I told him the truth, not the version I told to Jay and Hallie, where Sam S was hitting the leg of our bed with a sledgehammer to straighten in when the hammer slipped and hurt my ankle. Nor did I say the one where Nigel stomped me. Nor did I tell the one where Jake jumped out of bed onto my foot.
We then got some X-rays after a wait, and the doctor's immediate opinion was that it was fine. On the ride back I called home, and passed a farmer's market selling a plywood cutout moose. We got home just in time for delicious quesadillas. I had 4. Well, 4 halves. But 4 like they were served. In halves. I remember sitting with Tina. That's 1 out of 7 people...Hm.
The rest of the day was working on Spanish, icing my foot and watching Sin City with Sam S and Taylor, who called the bit when Dwight was sinking in the tar 'poetry!' He really loved it.
Dinner was ribs. Meh ribs. Nick, Aiden, Jimmy and I had some silly conversations about brooms and MagLev. Hallie, Maddy and Charlotte took way too much whipped cream for their apple-rhubard crisp, so Nick and I got minimal. Hallie and Freddy were nice enough to get me my dessert and main course, respectively. There was also mac and cheese, which was better than the ribs. And broccoli. And rolls. Alden joined the silliness at the table at the end, and then an hour passed in the library.
The activity was TMS theater—reenacting times from the semester. Maddy, Sarah, Matt, Zoe J, Phoebe, Steph and I were theorizing on Faculty Meetings. We impersonated them reacting to a zombie invasion. It went well. The other groups, doing themes like Wood Crew, Science Hike, and First Day, featured Nora, Pat, and Freddy doing excellent impressions of Rowan, Pat, and Rafi. Freddy was the best Rafi I've ever seen. Later, Taylor and I failed to convince Phoebe, Hallie, Rachel, Sarah, Adrija and others to watch Reservoir Dogs with us, so we watched it it the library while they played games in the dining hall. We were just tired. Yo-Yo and Rafi joined us for parts. Lex sat behind us. Alden gave us a ride down in his truck to get out of the rain. We talked about how he broke his ankle in a punt return senior year. A specialist called earlier saying that it might be a fracture, so we'll see the doctor tomorrow.