Firenze, to you I must return...
After a long journey home filled with chaos, delays, cancelations, airport sleepovers, lost luggage and lots of snow, I'm fully settled in at home. After reuniting with most of my loves, it is as if nothing has changed. I felt like I was back where I was 4 months ago, but in a good way. No other way to describe it, but by saying that Italy felt like a dream.
Looking back on the most memorable 4 months of my life, I know I will never experience anything like it. It's crazy to think that I won't be returning "home" to my little Sant' Antonino apartment, waking up to the smell of fresh baked bsicotti from our downstairs bakery, or lounging in our living-room with the roomies watching random movies or screaming out 90's pop music, or walking by the Duomo and still being mesmerized by its size and beauty, or leaving the apartment at 12am like it was normal, or cooking for my roommates, or being greeted by the shop owners in the Mercato Centrale, or the Cappuccinos that I completely fell in love with at Artisti de Gusta (all other coffee has been a disappointment), or listening to the poetic language from locals, or drinking delicious vino, or the not-so-secret secret bakery.....ahhh I could go on and on and on but I'll refrain from such a thing.
I had prayed for snow since we got to Florence and it was answered on December 17, when Florence received the heaviest snow fall in many many years. I was like a little kid again, running through the streets picking up snow at ever possible corner. After an epic snowball fight with complete strangers, a ride around the carousal, a cappuccino, a waffle with Nutella and my body completely numb, I could not had asked for a better ending. Amazing place, amazing people, laughter and a littler chaos....
My favorite Piazza covered in white frost... the epic snowball fight began here. |
But the hardest part about saying goodbye was saying goodbye to the amazing people I met through the program. They will never be forgotten!
As welcoming as that "Welcome to Los Angeles" sign may be to some, it just wasn't the same for me. I think I left a little part of me in Florence that I may have to fetch in the near future!
see you soon love
B
Thursday, December 23, 2010 | | 1 Comments
Pisa....never to return again
Everyone who has visited Pisa all seem to say the same thing, "You only need a few short hours in Pisa." Oh boy how right they were. It was a rainy, cold day in Pisa, hence the gloomy background, and Alline, Jessica, and I decided it was time to take the typical tourist pictures with the leaning tower. We watched all the tourist take some hilarious pictures, then realized wait we are tourist!
So we climbed on things, felt retarded posing for 5 minutes for Jessica to get the right position, having random people take pictures of you while your posing and feeling retarded...but whatever we got some great pictures!
So we climbed on things, felt retarded posing for 5 minutes for Jessica to get the right position, having random people take pictures of you while your posing and feeling retarded...but whatever we got some great pictures!
Alline Hugging it |
Jessica kicking it |
Me pushing it with all my might! |
Minus the part where Alline almost got swipped, getting jipped with our Cappuccinos, wondering where all the normal people were, and the gloomy weather, Pisa was alright :)
Til next time!
Ciao Ciao
B
Wednesday, December 01, 2010 | Labels: Italy, Pisa, tourist | 0 Comments
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