So I have officially moved to Italy. I feel like I should write, so I’ll scatter…

It seems hard to believe that I was eating breakfast in Frankfurt yesterday. The nice spanish place at the top of the My Zeil…

Thanks to everyone who came to my various good bye things. It really was nice and meant a lot. Also still waiting for my memory book…ship it!!!

The greatest shopping trips are when you are in a new place without most of your things.

The shirt sizes in Italy are bigger than German sizes of the same name (S, M, L).

I need a scooter.

It’s hot, and the taxi driver complains about it everytime he picks me up from the airport. If he can’t adjust then I’ll probably be dying next summer. At least the worst of it is over for this year.

I want to go to Starbucks.

This is the most boring entry ever, but now that I will have lots of free time the blog should improve a bit. Here’s hoping…