Well, it came and it went… really quickly. I went from Firenze to Munich, from Munich to New York City, from New York City to Rochester all in one day. Somehow. That’s a really long time to be on a plane!
Now that I’m back in the states, I do feel a bit of “culture shock,” but it’s not “I can’t handle this” culture shock, it’s the “I’m really gonna miss that place” culture shock.
The first thing I noticed aside from the whole Italian vs. English thing was the different sound of sirens. Yes, the sirens are annoying, but they’re so different in both countries!
I also miss my daily coffees with Davide e Angelo – they made the perfect caffè lattes.
But mostly I’m gonna miss my photo peeps. We were all so incredibly different from one another but we were always able to help each other out with anything.
I am so incredibly happy that I rediscovered that little secret passion of black and white photography – and I’m so happy I rediscovered it in a place that I can definitely go back to no matter what.
Italia is an incredible place, but you need more than a week to see it. There’s the tourist Italy and there’s the real Italy where people don’t speak English but are still able to understand you. And even after living there for four months, there still is SO much to see over there!!!
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