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Warning: corny post travel entry ahead.
I've slowly learned that you're never done discovering yourself. You can go somewhere a million times, listen to a song hundreds of times and still, everytime you notice something that wasn't there before. Jetlagged Andria is indeed an interesting person, I guess I reflect too much and scare myself thinking about the future. But still, for me there is a certain sense of security knowing that the future is indefinite.
I've 'bonded' with so many people this trip it's strange. I mean, there are people I goofed off with but then there are people that I really...connected with. People who I previously annoyed, or simply noticed owned the same shirt as me. I've always been a little quiet and unsure of myself, but I think I opened up a little more this trip. I'm not yet comfortable in my skin, but I think it's okay that people know that. I view it all with a bittersweet sort of smile, and still can't understand how something that literally took no thought at all has been on my mind for the past...72 hours? And how a person never noticed suddenly knows more about me than half my friends. Life is strange.
So after that horrible little excerpt, now for Italy's slightly embaressing/entertaining moments!
-Marcos the Austrian bus driver does, in fact, speak English and thus, fully understood Leah and my comments about his cute butt.
-Alexa, Leah, Julie, Sam and I singing for discouts on leather jackets for Junior, whose butt rivaled Marcos'.
-Winking at gondaliers for discounts.
-The European couple.
-The gypsy claw.
-Leah and Peter Kim's wedding.
-Julie + Me= The Funk Bunk...I'M THE MAN.
-Sam and I getting the best rooms everytime...Hannibal Lector suite!
-Marek's dinner looking at me/ Sketchy Venitian seafood.
-Hotel Room Hide and Seek.
-And finally being content to be confused.
I've slowly learned that you're never done discovering yourself. You can go somewhere a million times, listen to a song hundreds of times and still, everytime you notice something that wasn't there before. Jetlagged Andria is indeed an interesting person, I guess I reflect too much and scare myself thinking about the future. But still, for me there is a certain sense of security knowing that the future is indefinite.
I've 'bonded' with so many people this trip it's strange. I mean, there are people I goofed off with but then there are people that I really...connected with. People who I previously annoyed, or simply noticed owned the same shirt as me. I've always been a little quiet and unsure of myself, but I think I opened up a little more this trip. I'm not yet comfortable in my skin, but I think it's okay that people know that. I view it all with a bittersweet sort of smile, and still can't understand how something that literally took no thought at all has been on my mind for the past...72 hours? And how a person never noticed suddenly knows more about me than half my friends. Life is strange.
So after that horrible little excerpt, now for Italy's slightly embaressing/entertaining moments!
-Marcos the Austrian bus driver does, in fact, speak English and thus, fully understood Leah and my comments about his cute butt.
-Alexa, Leah, Julie, Sam and I singing for discouts on leather jackets for Junior, whose butt rivaled Marcos'.
-Winking at gondaliers for discounts.
-The European couple.
-The gypsy claw.
-Leah and Peter Kim's wedding.
-Julie + Me= The Funk Bunk...I'M THE MAN.
-Sam and I getting the best rooms everytime...Hannibal Lector suite!
-Marek's dinner looking at me/ Sketchy Venitian seafood.
-Hotel Room Hide and Seek.
-And finally being content to be confused.