Sometimes I really feel like I neglect Italy. I get out of this country as much as possible just to fill my passport with stamps from all over Europe, but as I leave Florence in three weeks, it was time for some quality adventures here. Friday I went on a hat making tour in Signa … Continue reading
We were young, naive sophomores who were ready to get out of the country. Little did we know that our Florence Orientation class last spring semester would bring in students who, in no way, could have possibly been in the same city as we are now, based on the bullshit they were telling us about … Continue reading
So the past few weeks I’ve been a maniac trying to get ready to join the real world again. I mean, really, I’ve been on vacation for the past four months. So I’ve been busy applying for internships in New York, figuring out a house in Kent for senior year, making sure I can work over … Continue reading
As the semester draws to an end, it’s time to reflect on the mishaps of the past four months. Continue reading
You’re. Only. in Florence. Once. Or, You’re Only Fat Once, depending on what kind of activities you’ve done that day that you’re trying to justify. I leave Florence in exactly one month, which is crazy. As America-sick as I can get sometimes, because who wouldn’t miss Taco Bell and their straighteners, this has been an … Continue reading
Out of Ohio 