so this is where you START. i'm separating my 5 cities on spring break into 5 posts so it's easier to read, but it's backwards because it's in chronological order. so deal with it.
here we gooooo:
so the past 12 days was SPRING BREAK YEAH BABY!!! But it was the most tiring 12 days of my life. honestly. i'm dead and sick. first stop was Florence. Wednesday morning I flew through Barcelona (the biggest and cleanest and nicest airport ever) to Florence. This is the tiniest, oldest airport ever. I stumbled around with some other confused Americans to the bus and hopped on. I got to know some Italian people real well, up close and personal. Finally when I arrived to the Santa Maria Novella train station, I walked outside and it was 75 and sunny. And I was in a sweater and a scarf and boots. great. so now I'm sweating like crazy and waiting for my friend to come pick me up. Thank god she found me because I was going to get a heat rash.
I stayed with the sophomore art school washu students (mostly pi phi). We put my stuff in their apartment and then I followed Julie around while she did her errands. I also walked by Rachel's apartment from when she studied abroad! When everyone got out of class, we cooked dinner. Yes, cooked. Pesto pasta and spinach and herb chicken and red wine. Homemade pasta. Unreal. Then we went out that night to a club called 21. I ran into a boy from my Musiker trip to Spain! Small world.
Thursday, the girls had class again so I waited until they had their lunch break and we got paninis and sat outside the church and ate on the steps. When they went back to class, I walked around alone taking pictures. I had already been there so it felt very repetitive so I did a quick sweep of florence. Then I wandered through the market and found a bag I loved, and desperately needed of course, and bargained with the man. We then all had dinner at a pizza restaurant and I went to the bus station to meet up with Kathy for the bus trip. Sarah and Sofia came with me and it felt like they were my parents bringing me to camp.
Going to Florence again made me realize that I could not study abroad there or live there. I like living in a big city like Madrid, and Florence is just too small for me. Also, walking around, I realized that there are SO SO many Americans there. Students and tourists everywhere. I like living in Madrid where there are people who don't know a word of English and I have to speak Spanish in order to survive. Usually I don't see other American students unless I'm at a bar or club. So being in Florence definitely reassured my decision to come here!!
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