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rewind.

I’ve been home almost two weeks. The buzz questions haven’t gotten overwhelming yet, but that may be because I’ve been hiding in my room trying to make up for lost down time this semester. I may be an extrovert, but I think I found my hidden introvert.

Anyway, my favorite (NOT) questions to be asked are:

1) Did you like Italy? (Isn’t that a loaded question)

2) What was your favorite part? – and when I can’t answer that…

3) Favorite place?

4) And last but certainly not least: What was your least favorite part?

Now that I’ve been home for a bit I’ve had time to think and I may actually be able to share a few things, so keep reading if you like answers to open-ended questions. (Sorry for going out of order, but it’s for literary purposes.)

What was your least favorite part?

I was really really sick on and off for about eight weeks while I was in Rome.. I recently found out my “disease” was most likely mono, but during the time I just thought I was dying. It actually became a joke over our spring break trip as I hacked my lungs out of my body, woke everyone up in the middle of the night, and could no longer breath normally (not to mention the fire breathing dragon who had an amazing lung capacity that was lodged in my throat). Spring Break was no less magical, but it definitely helped me learn what perseverance was. Besides feeling like death (because that puts anyone in a damper) my least favorite part was the time change. Do you know how difficult it is to talk to your friends when they are on a 7-hour time difference? Well I’ll tell you, it’s really hard. I think I Skyped people a grand total of five times over the five months I was abroad.

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me while dying

What was your favorite part?

There are so many options and I don’t really think I can choose a single favorite, because that would be so unfair to all the other incredible things, so I’ll highlight a few.

1. The views – they were completely breathtaking – not just in Italy but every city I went to. It’s a whole lot different than the good ole’ US of A, but that’s probably why I loved it. It was more intricate; the buildings were stable, the designs mesmerizing, and always conveniently located by a river. I made a point of climbing a mountain everywhere I went, and it definitely paid off.

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Firenze (Duomo)
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Copenhagen (The Round Tower)
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(piazza del popolo)
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Budapest

2. The Food – If I were actually going to choose a favorite this would probably be it. Pizza and pasta are my life, so this was my food heaven. It was actually acceptable for me to eat one of those every day at multiple meals if I so chose. Also the food in Budapest and Greece. So good + cheap. If you ever find yourself in these regions try Goulash in Budapest and Souvlaki in Greece.

meal brought to you by friend and company
meal brought to you by friend and company

3. The Coffee – One of the best things by far was that you paid no more than a euro twenty (roughly $1.50) for a cappuccino. It’s also some of the best coffee you’ll ever have. (Also notice I said cappuccino and not coffee, because if you order coffee you are about to get a shot of the strongest espresso of your life. Not the most pleasant sensation, unless you’re into that sort of the thing then by all means.)

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a typical breakfast

4. Pastries – these may seem like they should go in the food category but that’s not true because in reality they actually fit in the category of “Piece of Heaven”. Sadly I found the best pastry shop only two weeks before the end of the semester. 30 cents for donuts, croissants, and either of the previous two stuffed with your choice of filling. Also, pastries are breakfast in Italy, so don’t be a hater when you see someone eating a cookie for breakfast because maybe they’re from Italy… or they just like cookies.

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fritelle (stuffed donuts – native to Venice)

5. Oh yeah and gelato gets its own category too. So….. Gelato.

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What was your favorite place?

Can I answer with a question? Can I refuse to answer that question? – kidding.

Everywhere I went was different, and asking me to choose a favorite is like asking me to evaluate every culture I went to and pick the best. I’ll give a few highlights ranging from places within Rome and some cool cities.

1. Top of the typewriter – no it’s not food. Its Il Vittoriano the place of the tomb of the unknown soldier, the eternal flame. It’s a building dedicated to the first kind of Rome and if you take the elevator to the top you’ll get the most magnificent 360 degree view.

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The Typewriter
just a sneak peek of the view
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2. Barnum Café – it was a café in Camp Di Fiori and it reminded me of Nashville.

3. Sicily – the food is filled with more vegetables and meat, there are beaches everywhere, and the people I went with made the trip.

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Cefalu, Sicily

4. Copenhagen – everyone was SO nice. The city is beautiful and it’s a big city feel without the big city attitude.

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Nyhavn

Did I like Italy?

No, I hated it. That’s actually not true at all – I loved Italy, and almost everything about it. There were obviously its ups and downs, but going to Italy was the best decision I’ve made so far in my life (aside from my newly dyed purple and pink hair). But really, sometimes it got tough to be so far from home, feeling like I’d been forgotten by people at school or generally just missing out on their lives, wanting to explore but being so ill I could do nothing but lay in bed. Rome is a gem and lots of people know it. It’s a city full of history, mystery, and some interesting people. The good far outweighed the bad and despite the hard things I came across I always learned something from them (cheesy I know, but oh so true).

So yes, in short (because that’s usually why people ask this question) I did indeed enjoy Italy.

today.

A day in the life. Here lies some daily occurrences and some spontaneous adventures, all taking place in one afternoon.

1. breakfast for lunch

2. vegan French Toast is real + good

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3. putting off homework to wander

4. trying a new gelato shop

5. gelato

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6. gelato covered in chocolate

7. i held a conversation in half Italian half English

8. working together and beyond language barriers

9. free wifi (for snapchat)

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10. only getting blurry pictures of our delectable gelato

11. blurry pictures being the best ones

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12. your friend sticking your phone in gelato while trying to take the perfect picture

13. gelato dripping everywhere

14. saving some for later

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15. walking around on a warm day

16. not getting hit by Italian drivers

17. getting weird looks while we sloppily eat gelato and not caring because the gelato and friendship are all that matter

18. two Italians walking past us and being sad with us because our gelato is dripping on the ground instead of into our mouths

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19. walking into Campo di Fiori specifically to get more dessert

20. finding a fountain in Campo di Fiori to wash our gelato covered hands in

21. jamming with street musicians

22. showing up late to class because we took a detour for brunch, gelato covered in chocolate, jamming with musicians, and food

10 days.

10 days + 7 flights + 6 students + 5 cities + 4 countries

This was by far one of the best weeks of my life. Maybe the travel bug has bitten me or maybe I’m a little more adventurous than the rest, but I hope this adventure never ends. It takes a certain type of person to study abroad and I think that’s why it was so easy to make friends here, we share so many similar qualities (minus the gender 7:1 girl to guy ratio). We have unsettled spirits, are curious, love new cultures, and we all got on the plane.

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One of the lessons I’ve learned that will stick with me for a long while is that it’s not really important where you are as long as you have good people sharing the memories with you.

Places are just places without people to experience them with.

Friendships abroad are unique, different than at school or wherever home is for you. They are fast to form, driven by adventure, non-judgmental, and well worth a decent goodbye at the end of the semester filled with what I assume will be many tears – friends for a lifetime.

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fam.

Over spring break I spent ten days with some pretty crazy but pretty wonderful people. I don’t know how but we ended up in the coldest places for the week. (And by I don’t know I mean I take full responsibility because I was the one of the people that planned the trip.) 1. Stockholm, Sweden. 2. Copenhagen, Denmark. 3. Budapest, Hungary. 4+5. Athens + Crete, Greece. We didn’t hit the cities at the right time, but when you are given a spring break, do what you have to in order to see as many new things as you can.

Surprise. None of the cities were what I was expecting. What I’ve learned is that having expectations is overrated, either way you’ll be disappointed. If it’s what you expected then it’s not new enough. If it’s not what you expected it can take you off guard. Go in with no expectations and you’ll never be disappointed – everything will just be new and different.

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ancient meets new.

Overstimulation. That’s probably the best word I can use to describe the experience. If I hadn’t brought my camera I don’t think I would remember anything. A week felt like a month and by the end of the trip I didn’t know what day it was or how long it had been since we left Rome.

The one thing I always knew was that I was not alone. When I was exhausted, hungry, irritated, lost, or ecstatic I knew I had people with me. I shared all those moments with people who understood me. We may have snapped at each other sometimes or shared moments of complete awe and admiration, but we arrived on the other side together. We may not have all had the same perspective, but to an extent we understand this experience like no one else will.

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sunny snow capped mountains

We are about to split ways in roughly two weeks. I don’t even want to count the days because I know they are too few. When we go home everyone will ask us the same questions: how was it? favorite place? favorite food? least favorite place? I know I will spend hours explaining the same thing and I’m ok with that because it’ll give me a moment to reflect and live in the nostalgia for a bit, but I also know that they won’t be able to fully understand what I’ve seen and experienced. It’s something I want to share, but don’t know if I can. I am the same person as when I left, but I’ve also changed – I’ve become more of who I am, more comfortable in my own skin. Sure I’ve done some dumb things, but I also think I’ve made some great steps forward in being a human being. I’m living in imperfection and recognizing where my identity comes from – and it’s not anything of this world.

You don’t have to go to a different country to learn these things. Like I said, it’s not really about the places. Sure it’s cool to go to Sweden and Greece, but without meeting people and making new connections what’s the point. People will always make the places otherwise you’re gonna walk through life looking at a lot of pretty buildings and that’s about it.

Go somewhere new.

It may be in your town or city of 1000 or 100 thousand people, but go somewhere you’ve never been. Do something that scares you and do something you’ve never done before. It could be baking a cake! Or it could be going skydiving or going to Europe, but do something. Live a little – or a lot. You will always have regrets in life, but don’t let it be never doing.

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“It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.”