Connections

The husband in the family I'm staying with is Italian and very influential. The first day I was here there was an Italian party and the wife insisted that I come along, even though I had school the next day. I'm glad I did because I think being in with the mafia is better than being out (I'm only half serious).

The people there were interesting (it's funny for me to hear french spoken with an Italian accent) and the food was alright (unfortunately for me, a lot of meat).

I took this (and other shots of this car) for my boyfriend, who is into cars. They also had a really nice little red Fiat and another one that I can't remember the name of.