GOODBYE
It is with a heavy heart that I leave Italy behind me. This was one of the most amazing experiences of my life and I was sure to go out with a bang, which is exactly what happened to our circuit system. A month of eating well, blissful afternoons and exciting weekends, it seems that I forgot some of the ins and outs of Italy, including the crucial fact that their electric system is very old. We are not supposed to have too many things plugged in and running at once, and two others girls were doing some work in our two person studio apartment while we were trying to pack. As soon as i started the washer and flipped one of 3 light switches, all the power just died. We tried resetting the circuit but soon after those attempts were made the power throughout the whole building went out. Now, we are still not entirely sure if that final outcome was entirely our fault, but it definitely began with us. And let me add the fact that this was our last night and we all are to check out the next morning but are left in literal darkness. I can’t say that my last night was not eventful and stressful, that is for sure. A fitting end to this journey
Before I left, I was able to visit Verona and Milan. I saw the wall of Juliet (which was the part of Italy my mom was MOST excited for me to see), ancient Roman ruins, a Michelangelo and Da Vinci, countless portrait galleries and a lot of gelato. Not to mention a very cute turtle that strayed from its pond to wander through the walkways and greet all the passersby. There were 5 of us following him, encouraging him along his journey, because we knew what was truly an important site in this country.
This whole experience was such a thrill. I love the culture, the history, the atmosphere, the people. I am grateful to see a new part of the world and increase my appreciation for it. I will never forget the long and humid bus rides to the hospital, the awkward stares of being underdressed americans living right outside of the fashion capital of the world, or the moment of triumph when I learned to ask “how much” in Italian. That last one was followed quickly by a moment of defeat when they responded in Italian and I was reminded of how I do not know any of the numbers in italian so I still did not know how much the product in question was worth.
I want to thank Italy for being so great, and I promise I will be back!
Before I left, I was able to visit Verona and Milan. I saw the wall of Juliet (which was the part of Italy my mom was MOST excited for me to see), ancient Roman ruins, a Michelangelo and Da Vinci, countless portrait galleries and a lot of gelato. Not to mention a very cute turtle that strayed from its pond to wander through the walkways and greet all the passersby. There were 5 of us following him, encouraging him along his journey, because we knew what was truly an important site in this country.
This whole experience was such a thrill. I love the culture, the history, the atmosphere, the people. I am grateful to see a new part of the world and increase my appreciation for it. I will never forget the long and humid bus rides to the hospital, the awkward stares of being underdressed americans living right outside of the fashion capital of the world, or the moment of triumph when I learned to ask “how much” in Italian. That last one was followed quickly by a moment of defeat when they responded in Italian and I was reminded of how I do not know any of the numbers in italian so I still did not know how much the product in question was worth.
I want to thank Italy for being so great, and I promise I will be back!
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