So here it is. A week to go before I will be on a plane headed for New York, then Paris, and finally arrive in Florence! I thought I would be smart and get everything together to pack, and all my paperwork and documents completed at the beginning of the month so I wouldn’t have to worry, but like everything else in life, I procrastinated a little. Not to worry though, I still have time to do everything, and have compiled a list for those who experience this weird thing called ‘procrastination’ like I do!
Posts from the ‘Florence’ Category
The streets are less of a pathway for transportation and more an integral part of the medieval history of Florence, connecting one piece of the city’s past to another.
Traveling the World and Finding Myself Along the Way: The 3 Biggest Things I’ve Learned while Studying Abroad in Italy
When I came to study abroad I came in with the mindset that it was such a great opportunity to see and travel the world. I never imagined that studying in Florence would teach me so much more about myself as it is doing. Here are the three biggest things I’ve learned since I’ve been here:
This past weekend I left the beautiful city of Florence to check out Germany. The weekend included traveling between 4 different cities, a 40 person hostel, 7 forms of public transportation, a castle, and last but not least a concert in Cologne, Germany.
1. Lifestyle Pace – In the states I feel like I’m always on the go. I feel like I’m perfectly scheduled from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed without ever stopping to relax. Here in Italy you take your time to do everything. Heck, there is a time from 2-4 PM called “Siesta”. Literally all you do is nap. And napping is one of my specialties. You won’t find anyone on the streets, and stores close down. It’s awesome. Point Italy.
My last week in Florence was ridiculously hard.
It wasn’t the five crushing finals threatening to drive me crazy by keeping me up until early in the morning studying for. It wasn’t packing up everything from the last five months into two airport approved suitcases in time to catch my 6am flight. It wasn’t the projects, presentations, and reviews that had to be completed before the 15th. It was hard saying goodbye to the city and the people I had formed this incredible bond with over the course of my study abroad program.
I sat on the bus to Florence nervously tapping my foot for the four hour bus ride. Would I like it? Would I feel safe? Would my apartment be OK? Would I like my roomies? Would I be able to find my classes? Would it be clean? Would I like it?
Most importantly: Would it feel like home? Read more