Emily Winck's Blog

I’m currently sitting on the sidewalk just down the street from the police station, borrowing some friendly person’s internet at 1 a.m. Good times in Spain. =)

Even though I’m not Catholic, I’m honestly truly really really excited about my trip to Italy, specifically this: Easter Sunday Mass in St. Peter’s Square. I fully plan on getting up at 6 a.m. to get there, getting crushed by ridiculous numbers of people, and being blown away by it. I’ll let you know how it goes.

I usually have some form of scrambled eggs or omelette a couple times a week as a part of my dinner. I’ve noticed a couple of difference with our eggs here: for one, they’re always brown. And for two, they have bright pink expiration dates printed on them. When my family was here, we discovered something else: they usually don’t refrigerate their eggs in the supermarket. Interesting.

All this wouldn’t really matter, except for this: I really enjoy decorating Easter eggs, you know, dying them in stripes or drawing on them with the invisible crayons and then seeing what it looks like after you dye it all dark blue. Well, my parents, knowing my weakness for Easter-egg-decorating, brought me a little kit to dye eggs with… except I don’t think they have white eggs here. At least not that I’ve seen.

But what I have seen at the supermarket: really brightly colored pre-dyed eggs. How silly is that. Takes all the fun out of coloring eggs.