"I want to go to Italy! Let's Go! What am I doing here?"

The string of phrases I now recite on a daily basis. Italy can be interchanged with Spain and just Europe in general.

I just finished reading the 2 post cards my best friend Rachelle sent to me, the first after having visited Rome and the second after having visited Florence. And my heart now aches to travel even more than it did before.

I have the bug. The travel bug. Big time. I want to be in Europe and I want to be there real bad. And even more specifically... I want to be in Italy.

My dream (which I hope to unfold into a reality within the next 2 years) goes like this...

Move to Florence, Italy and live in a rustic, old, teeny-tiny flat that over looks an authentic cobblestone Italian street. I want to hear the sounds of bustling busy people speaking Italian. I want to eat the best pasta that I have ever put into

my mouth and drink the most amazing wine that I have ever sipped. I want to walk the streets of Italy and go all over. I want to meet really neat people, buy beautiful artwork, learn Italian just for fun, and as my roommate Kate says "live the bohemian life".

Tomorrow I will be one day closer to this dream because tomorrow I start Grad school. That means one school day down and one day closer to a traveling life that I can't wait to begin. I mean business. Europe I am coming for you very soon!

Ciao!

Next blog to come will be all about Rachelle's trip to San Diego! Promise. One of the most fun weeks of my life, and one to surely be documented. Stay tuned...