Since I last blogged, I traveled to Rome, Barcelona, was supposed to go to Paris but I had to go home sick (really bad times, but it's all good now), Venice a second time, Lake Como, Switzerland, Cinque Terre a second time, Pistoia, Castiglioncello, Holland, and Brussels. I was supposed to go to Norway this past weekend but the ash from the Icelandic volcano started up and we canceled. All my pictures are on my Facebook, but it will just take too much time to backtrack and put them up here.
Not only did I get to see some amazing places, I feel like I know and understand Florence. I have my routines, I have my vendors at the market, I know how to get around. Some things I will probably never get: why it rains all the damn time (yes I know Tuscany is in a valley but that still doesn't explain the sucky weather), and why the male population here SUCKS. Now I don't want to stereotype, I am part Italian myself and I cannot vouch for all of Italy, I can only talk about what I see/hear/deal with on a regular basis here. But it is just gross!
I have learned how to live on my own, how to deal with things without my parents, how to live a life for myself, and most of all, learn that it is time to grow up and start dealing with things back home. I have to start looking to the future, graduate college, and figure out my next plan of attack.
One of my friends here was following my blog and it made my day when she said that she could notice how much I changed from the beginning of the trip to the end. The beginning was a little rocky, and there have been some rocky moments here and there, but overall, I can say that I had the time of my life and I do not regret a single second of it.
If I don't know you, thanks for reading and following my adventures. If I do know you, trust me you will be filled in on my adventures and stories, but I truly do not think that I can put this amazing experience adequately into words, so bare with me.
Ciao!
