late night writing.

i thought i would share my journal entry from last night with everyone. here goes...

Here it is, 3:30 am and i cant sleep. Well, im sure i COULD sleep if my mind and thoughts would stop racing. I just keep reminiscing on these past three months, how fast they have flown by and how genuinely sad i am to have to go home. I was just remembering our first days here and all that has happened since then. Seems like just yesterday we were walking in our apartment, cracking open the shutters for the first time because it was so hot. And how Ash and I explored with Andrew and Britt on our first day here-we ended up getting lost on Nationale (which is one street over from ours). Haha. And how that first night we all sat on the terrace and chatted. And how we had to sleep in our bra and underwear for a week because it was so hot at night, then jenny gave us her fan. I remember holding my computer out of my window to show my mom "the duomo" over skype-really it was the medici chapels. And i remember having gelato for the first time and thinking it was so good until going to grom. I remember standing on the corner with a map trying to get to Piazza della Signoria for the welcome dinner.

And since then?

I have traveled to 15 different cities and 4 new countries. I have broken up with my first love. I have gone out clubbing and karaoke and loved every second. I have swam in the Mediterranean and hiked from one city to the next. I have made several new friends and found a family away from home. I have climbed the Eiffel tower-and the duomo. I have hiked to the top of the city. I have had the best gelato-in all the world. I have enjoyed eating a pizza-with my best friend-on a bridge-while watching the sun set over the Ponte Vecchio. I have made an authentic Italian friend. I have walked the streets-mapless-and managed to make it home. Heck, now i even know street names. I have flown across an oc

ean, a channel, and several countries. I have rode in a car-with complete strangers-in England. I have laughed. I have cried. But above all else, I have been so happy.

ps. Florence, I will miss you.