As you may have heard passing mention, I went to Italy the weekend after Thanksgiving. I have a wonderful friend studying there, so the trip was an excuse to see the city, but also a chance to meet up with her.
Loved my trip, but, as always, it's really hard to talk about it or explain it or something. Still working out how to relay the stories of traveling without being really boring or totally full of myself. And without imitating the travel bloggers I've been reading.
So here goes.
One. I forget how great it is to see people you've known forever. Although I've met some amazing people in Spain, it is great to talk with someone who knows my history and whose I know.
Two. I have great friends (yeah, all of you).
Three. Italy is beautiful. There's a reason why it's so romanticized in all of the stories.
Four. Food is a wonderful thing. Big, huge, giant thanks to my friend for showing me some fantastic places to eat in Florence.
Five. Even though I've been living in an old city, they don't get any easier to navigate when you are in new ones. I spent about 45 minutes trying to find my hostel. There was construction blocking the street signs.
Six. Have I mentioned the street signs here? That's one thing that I will definitely say the US has got a handle on that Europe seems to lack. Really good street signage. They are easy to find and easy to read.
Seven. Still no european boyfriend. Although I've been asked by more than a few strangers if I have one. Though, I'm not exactly planning on acquiring one. There's still a little too much of the world to see without attaching myself to a country other than my own yet.
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