My Big Italian Adventure: Romesick

I’m home.

And I’m totally and completely romesick.

My last week in Rome had no blog entries because for the most part, it was uneventful. It was just a week for wrapping up the loose strings of a five and a half week adventure. There were finals to study for, bills to pay, goodbyes to be had, and restaurants to patronize one last time. While it was all completely delightful, it didn’t make for newsworthy blogging. But it was fun.

Friday morning, however, we hit the T-Minus 0 day mark and I boarded the longest plane ride of my life and headed home. 

I am thrilled to see my parents, my boyfriend, and my friends. The food I’m eating is so yummy (although, it hurts my stomach a little) and air conditioning has never been so welcome. But, I miss Rome.

Well, not necessarily Rome. Rome was stinky, hot, sweaty, and expensive. But, I do miss the adventure bug that I had every morning when I woke up. There’s something really cool about being in a foreign country and knowing that you’re doing something that you’ll never do again.

In the next couple weeks, I promise to write completely informative, slightly boring blogs that you can just keep in the back of your mind in case you ever go to Rome–the best restaurants, phrases to know, sites to see, etc. Hopefully this will help cure my traveling bug issue. 

But, if it doesn’t, I figure I’m only 20–I’ve got a couple years to do the big traveling escapades of my life. Spending five weeks abroad helps you see that there’s a zillion countries out there–Greece, Peru, Ireland, Switzerland, and of course, all of Asia–that still need to be seen, analyzed, and sarcastically mocked by me.

Thanks for coming on this big, fabulous adventure with me! Let’s do it again soon :)