Apr 20, 2009 21:09
At Pisa. The city is really small, but looks very charming. The hostel is ok. I'm going out to take a walk and have a drink. It's 9h10PM here. Next destination: Naples. I leave tomorrow at 3PM. I hope I can see many things before departing.
Why oh why do I hate so much to change place, if I always have fun when I do?
I'm sick to the bones of this permanent anxiety.
italia,
pisa,
xanax