You cannot come in our house!

So, it's been quite interesting the past few days.  I sang in our performance last night in Civittavecchia.  It was amazing, we sung in an archeological sight/park thing.  It was absolutely beautiful.  It went very well too!  The tempos were very different because we have a new conductor and orchestra, but he was easier to follow than our own conductor.  So I sang very well last night.  I also got up the nerve and talked to a cute italian boy :)  He actually speaks pretty good english too, got his e-mail too.  Mainly so he can send me some of the pictures he took.  But he's very cute.  Last night was just a lot of fun in general.  I talked to a lot of people and am getting to know a lot of people a lot better than I originally did.  The show ended around 1, so we were on the road around 1:15 and got home about 2:30.  I finished my stephen king book.  It was sooooo good.  It gave me nightmares the first few weeks I was here.  But not anymore.  It was good.

So this morning, we got woken up around 8 am.  I thought it was the girls next door asking about going to the beach...until I heard a man speaking Italian.  So I jumped up and just sat there listening trying to understand what he was saying.  He was saying something about how he needed to fix our bathroom and he had to do it today.  So we finally woke up our Italian roommate and she basically fought with the guy and shut the door in his face.  She called Claudio to ask him what we should do and he said not to open the door because these people didn't tell us they were coming.  So we bolted the door and fell back asleep.  All of a sudden we hear his voice again and then he starts to bang on our door and then he tried to open our door with the keys he had.  But since we had bolted the door he couldn't get in.  Then everyone wakes up and one of my other flatmates come over and tells us the cops are downstairs just waiting by the front door.  So we just stayed in the house until we saw them leave.  It was so strange.  

Tomorrow Antanas, Paul and I are going back to Rome.  We are going to go into the vatican and I have to buy a few more presents for people.  So that should be fun.  Then on friday everyone is taking a bus to campobasso which is 4 hours away because we have 3 shows there, friday night, saturday night and sunday night.  And possibly another show on the 11th.  And then I come home 2 days later on the 13th! woo

7 days :)