Saturday, March 28, 2015

Arrows flying and Cards against Humanity
Well, it's been wild times at casa nostra.

First of all, who knew that my new English student, let's call him R. would invite me to his balestre practice? It turns out that he is an expert on the history of Lucca and he practices a kind of terrifying medieval archery. Not only that, but he invited me to their secret meeting headquarters. And this secret headquarters is not just under the walls, not inside the walls --as in within the center of the city, but actually inside the interior structure of the walls. Pretty cool, huh?

As we approached, we saw a huge wall of people under the archway.

It turned out to be a crowd of young people outside of a bar. You have to understand that all the other streets of the city were completely deserted. It would suck to live under that bar!  We walked a little further and then . . .



Behold the secret headquarters!

R. is so cute when he is not studying English, isn't he?














Oh merda. I just figured out that a balestra is a crossbow. So he wasn't talking about the palestra, which means the gym. Whoops. Well, now, that makes more sense.

He may be a wizard.

In other news, I can pretty much guaran-damn-tee you that F and I are the only English teachers that are out there using Cards Against Humanity. Unless you have been living under a rock, you know that Cards Against Humanity is a kind of risque' party game where you have to fill in the blanks. It is like Mad Libs mixed with WhoNu but it is not for children. It is meant to be played by adult, horrible people. I had to take out some of the most offensive cards and put labels over them with my own suggestions. Here is some of how it went down:

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