|Please don't kill me.|
I'm going to bring my little brown leather diary with me and will scribble something important in it each day so that I can be sure to tell you guys everything that happens while I'm travelling - where I am, what I eat, what I see, what kind of trouble I get into, who I meet... I don't want to miss any important details, and feel that bringing my diary will be the easiest way to remember everything so that I can share my whole experience with you all. I don't
I'm already trying to figure out how I want to fashion my blog when I return from my adventures. At first I thought I would just post one giant spread about my trip, but I feel that it might be too overwhelming. So I might just do a separate blog post for each city I visit so that I'm able to elaborate on everything, rather than skip important details and just serve you little tidbits instead of giving you all the dirt. I promise that for the month of December, I will try to update my blog as much as possible to tide you all over.
|Free bitch, baby.|
Luckily for me, my mom stuffed my suitcase with every kind of medicine known to humankind. Every few hours I've been having to take an Advil because I have a pounding headache and sore muscles. I don't know why I'm feeling this way, but thank goodness for my mom. Its times like this when I miss home, because when I'm sick, that's the one place I want to be. Laying on my living room couch with the fan above me turned on high, a ginger ale beside me, an ice pack on my forehead, Oprah on the TV, my cat on my lap, and my mom's vegetarian chicken noodle soup bubbling on the stove.
Speaking of my mom, she sent me an e-mail last night with the subject line: "We're coming to Italy :)". UMM... YES! My parents are travelling all the way to Rome to visit me, and I'm beyond excited to see their cute little faces. We're going to do a bit of travelling around Italy while we're here, and we're thinking of going to Florence and Venice. They arrive early in the morning on February 27th and leave March 7th. I'm actually lucky to have so many people coming to visit me! In fact, its best for me to just make a list below of who's visiting me and when.
October: my cousin Erica, her boyfriend Derrell, and their best friend Liz.
January: my friend Adam is moving to Milan and plans on visiting me in Rome for a few days (and maybe vice versa!)
|Glen and I, looking fine.|
Late February/Early March: my parents!
Mid March: students from my old high school. Every year, they take a trip during the March Break to somewhere in Europe, and this year they're going to ROME!
Early May: my sister. I am beyond excited to show her how well her baby sister is doing in gigantic Rome.
Early May: my close friend and good-doing partner in crime Glen Stratton. He's flying to Rome first but I'm hoping we can go to Sicily together as well.
My friend Taylor is currently living in France and my friend Carlie is planning on moving to England in the spring, so they both might come here as well. How lucky am I? And in between all this, I'm going to be with Magda for two weeks at Christmas, and perhaps again at Easter. So I can always look forward to seeing someone I knew before I arrived here, which makes me one very happy girl. I might not have so many visitors if I decided to move somewhere like Bratislava or Minsk, so Rome, graze mille - for your delicious food, life changing wine, stray animals, historical crumbling sights, church bells, crazy traffic, and last but not least - for being so damn appealing that you forced some of the people I love dearly to come see me. Its almost as though I have a love affair with the city itself. Ohhhhh, Rome...You're the best city I've ever had.