By Lyndsay | November 22, 2011
I am stoked to come home after this amazing journey abroad in Europe. At the same time I am incredibly sad to leave this place knowing that it will probably be a while before I can ever come back.
Some thing’s I won’t miss are, first, the internet. It takes me about an hour just to upload one blog and pictures, or update a Facebook or Twitter status. I know what you’re probably saying… “You’re in Italy, get off the internet!” But when it’s a means of communication and a way to research for the many papers I have, it is a serious necessity in my book. As you can see I have made do with what I have so it has been fine. Second, the water I really won’t miss. I will not miss the water that’s cloudy and smells like car grease or something. I don’t think it is all of Italy with a water problem, just the apartment I live in, in general.
So that’s it. What I dislike most about Italy, the two smallest things ever, that I find myself having to stop complaining about a few times a day, and just go outside and look up. I have to look up and around at all the buildings. The Duomo, the big, huge cathedral smack dab in the middle of Florence that I get to see everyday is going to be out of my life in less than 3 weeks. This is so bittersweet. It is really sad for me to leave the little old men playing the violin and the accordion every morning on my way to class. I’ll miss the little kids singing their words to their mom and dad in Italian. The food, the pizza, the gelato, the Euros that look like monopoly money, and the amazing shopping two minutes away. I’ll miss the adventure that I have every time I step foot out of my apartment and the ability to just look around and see beauty and wonderful people everywhere I look.
But listen. I am not bashing Buffalo at all. Yeah sure, it could be a little warmer, but we take what we can get. I am really excited to come home to my family and friends that I haven’t seen in almost 4 months. Christmas and New Years are right around the corner. Plus, I can’t wait to start fresh back at Canisius with new classes which I’m dying to take. And since I get bored easily with classes, I am over the ones here and ready to start with new ones next semester. I get to go to Sabres games and Canisius basketball games. All in all, it will just be really nice to be home.
I wonder how many times I’ll think back to Italy each day and whine about how I wish I was back here. I wonder if I’ll get sad or just let it go because it is in the past after all. All these things were rushing through my mind on the way to class today, but I just looked up, right as I was passing the Duomo, and remembered how lucky I am and how I still have three weeks in Italy. I told myself to have the best last three weeks ever in Italy and savor every moment, because like I said, I wont be able to do this again for a while.
I don’t know what is in store for me when I get back to Rochester, Buffalo and Canisius. But if I can spend almost 4 months in Italy, I’m ready for whatever Canisius will offer me…all good things I hope.