It's been 3 days in Italy

I have been in Italy for 3 days, 

and I have had gelato 2 times, 

and been to Il Centro 3 times. 

I have walked a million miles. No really, like a million miles. 

Okay fine, at least 20 miles. At LEAST. 

I have talked to Italians...in ITALIAN :) 

I got over looking awkward in the security booths in airports, got adjusted to the time change, and have completely unpacked. Tomorrow is my first day of class and I am ready to roll! I'm not fluent in Spanish but I do think that I catch on quick and so I hope that learning Italian will be fun, challenging, but fun.

I still really do wish that I came to Italy with people that I love and that love me. Not that I won't meet amazing people, because I already have, but just that there is something special about being able to experience things TOGETHER. I want my friends and family to be able to be here with me and share my experiences! That part has to be the hardest part so far about this trip. It's hard because I'm not "besties" with anyone here. I'm new to everyone. And vice versa....well, for the most part. So I wish I could just vent to someone that's HERE. Anywhooooooooooo....

I'm going to munch. OH munch! Hahahahah these Italians are CRAZY with their food! They eat soooo much carbs; if you think you are Italian in america, try being Italian in Italy. haha They served a thick slice of mozzarella cheese that was breaded and deep fried as a side dish the other night. Cheese, breaded, AND deep fried. Mamma Mia!

Oh and they smoke. It's so gross. Really? Can you puff your smoke NOT in my face? Grazie.

And they walk. Leave the cute shoes at home ladies, unless you are Italian (cause the Italian women wear HEELS in town). I made the mistake of leaving my sneakers at home and my feet hate my guts. We walk so much. No wonder the Italians stay in shape, they walk!

Ciao for now. <3