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It is currently 1:15 and I am waiting for my laundry to finish so I can finish packing. Spring Break training trip to Savannah, GA in a few hours. Not my favorite place in the world [something about crashing my car at 70 miles an hour...] but whatever, at least it'll be warm. Flipflops baby, here I come.
Life is so wonderful these days. All these plans, all these crazy times... I wouldn't trade it for anything. I am curious though, about things that have happened since I've left. I feel like I've been away for so long that I practically don't know anyone anymore, except that when I'm home everything just seems to fall into place. Or at least, for the two weeks I was home over Christmas Break... the longest I've been home since August 2004, and the longest I will be home until January 2007.
In 75 days I leave. For eight months. Six weeks in Florence studying photography, two and a half months of traveling random places in Europe that I probably don't even know about 90% of them yet, and then five months in Rome studying Latin and Greek and Ancient Roman art and Italian. It makes my head spin just thinking about it. I'm so excited I can barely stand it. It will be strange though. First of all, because I've been here in Hamilton, NY for almost two whole years with only tiny breaks back and forth. Secondly, I will be all alone for part of my trip, in countries where I don't speak the language... scared? Yes. Counting down the seconds? Even more yes.
Come visit me..? At least bring me up to date. How's life? xox
Life is so wonderful these days. All these plans, all these crazy times... I wouldn't trade it for anything. I am curious though, about things that have happened since I've left. I feel like I've been away for so long that I practically don't know anyone anymore, except that when I'm home everything just seems to fall into place. Or at least, for the two weeks I was home over Christmas Break... the longest I've been home since August 2004, and the longest I will be home until January 2007.
In 75 days I leave. For eight months. Six weeks in Florence studying photography, two and a half months of traveling random places in Europe that I probably don't even know about 90% of them yet, and then five months in Rome studying Latin and Greek and Ancient Roman art and Italian. It makes my head spin just thinking about it. I'm so excited I can barely stand it. It will be strange though. First of all, because I've been here in Hamilton, NY for almost two whole years with only tiny breaks back and forth. Secondly, I will be all alone for part of my trip, in countries where I don't speak the language... scared? Yes. Counting down the seconds? Even more yes.
Come visit me..? At least bring me up to date. How's life? xox