we are living in a material world

In hopes that some iphone inclined techniological genius just happens to read this post maybe he/she can help, or for those who are just curious as to how it happened this is the scenario..
So i brought my iphone abroad to use the gps..and the internet because there are 2 places on this island that have wifi in attempts to stay connected and not get lost in this foreign continent. Last Thursday, I had the phone in my sweater pocket..checked the time..put it back in..took out a notebook wrote down a class, went and talked to the secretary..went to grab it and fineto! it was gone. I cried for two hours searching the campus up and down thinking maybe i dropped it..but no luck. I had some people call it and walk around with me..and it rang for like 4 hours, but i left it on silent so it didnt really help. The reassurance of it ringing was nice. Exhausted from dealing with this for over 5 hours I had to leave to get a mandatory tb x-ray(which i found out i have scoliosis) By the time i got to the residence and tried to call it again it was off. I got verification from the student union to put signs up..i went back the next day and checked with security to see if they're were any cameras. I talked to vodafone and they said that there is nothing they could do to block the phone because it was not bought in there stores. I have to call cingular internationally and cancel the phone. AHH i still cant believe this happened..i ended up having to buy a nokia 1209 for 40 euros.

everyday is saturday night, but i can't wait for sunday morning

Today marks my 18th day in Malta and I have finally found time to start documenting...and it's a good day to start. This morning a group of us went down to Valletta, to find the Sunday market. Usually the city is a quite one for being the country's capital, but today it was filled with local crowds and street performers of all ages dancing to everything from traditional folk music to Rihanna. We were confused at first, thinking that maybe they wouldn't have the market because of the festivities,but then found it tucked away right outside the city gates. It reminded me a lot of the french market in New Orleans..and my bartering skills came in handy. We ate lunch at the coffee gardens and then Claire, Ashley, and I went down to the shore. We lounged on a 50 foot limestone ledge over looking two harbors. It was nice to soak up the sun, and the view! I love these Sunday outings.

I have been warned about the first two weeks on study abroad, and have had my shares of ups and downs. On the good side of things, by this 18th day I have made some great friends, survived late nights in Paceville, managed to get my own room, received all of my luggage carb-overloaded, finally figured out my school schedule, am over being phone less, and looking forward to tomorrow:)