Italia.
I'm here. I'm happy.
I'm exhausted.
There's a ton of stuff to say and even more pictures to post, but I've got the pressing matter of missing sleep that needs to be addressed, so that comes first.
There's an internet cafe below my apartment, which I'll no doubt shell out the euros for at some point and have a real update.
But for now, just two things:
1-Traveling by yourself, to a foreign country is both the most exciting, terrifying, backwards and exhausting experiences. Ever. EVER.
2-It doesn't matter what country you're in, being cat-called by someone calling you Barbie.... You always want to smack them. Bree, I think you'll understand, and probably laugh at me a bit.
Okay, have a good one!
Oh! And in case anyone wants to know the time difference, I am 9 hours ahead of people PST.
I'm exhausted.
There's a ton of stuff to say and even more pictures to post, but I've got the pressing matter of missing sleep that needs to be addressed, so that comes first.
There's an internet cafe below my apartment, which I'll no doubt shell out the euros for at some point and have a real update.
But for now, just two things:
1-Traveling by yourself, to a foreign country is both the most exciting, terrifying, backwards and exhausting experiences. Ever. EVER.
2-It doesn't matter what country you're in, being cat-called by someone calling you Barbie.... You always want to smack them. Bree, I think you'll understand, and probably laugh at me a bit.
Okay, have a good one!
Oh! And in case anyone wants to know the time difference, I am 9 hours ahead of people PST.