The Apartment for Ants

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I like my smaller than twin sized bed.
I like my linoleum floor.
I like my 2 watt red lightbulb lamp.
I like my weird bidet toilet to wash my butt.
I like having to hand wash my dishes.
I like not having garbage disposal.
I like having to separate my garbage.
I like my cardboard sheets.
I like my space shuttle washing machine that takes 2 hours/cycle (seriously, you should hear this thing).
I like my clothes drying racks.
I like the janky elevator.
I like my pillow/rock.
I like my IKEA everything.

J chillin on the balcony

All joking and sarcasm aside though, the Trastevere apartments are actually very nice. It took a while to get used to the Italian way of living (which is way more inefficient if you ask me).  It's all about "using less" and "conservation" in Italy, which is great, but it definitely is an adjustment coming from an American lifestyle where everything is excessive and convenient.  For example, you bag your own groceries and have to pay for the bags unless you bring your own.  It's obviously not a big deal at all, but it came as a shock the first trip there.

My room, far right bed. 

Back to the apartment... We have a cute, spacious balcony, and a big living/dining/common room area.  I share a 3 bedroom with two of my Kappa sisters, Maddy and Megan.  There are 9 girls total in the apartment and let me tell you, it is an estrogen overload. Haley, Sarah, Maddy, Megan, and Liv all go to UW Madison, and Alyssa goes to school in NJ.  We also have two other roommates, Rosalie and Shannon, who are really sweet girls from a small school in Connecticut.

From left: Sarah, Yours truly, Alyssa, Liv, Maddy, Megan, Haley