Less than 12 hours from my flight and the excitement is slowly turning into terror. The fact that I am about to leave everyone and everything I know to stay with two families I've never met for the next three months is finally sinking in. As I'm packing, I know for certain that I'm probably forgetting a number of things. I'm also realizing that 50 pounds (and no carry on) is not an adequate limit for the contents of three months of my life....Anyway, a preface: I have created this blog to be neither a personal creative writing project nor a venue for rambling, but rather as a journal for the selfish reason of holding myself accountable for getting these memories down in a convenient yet lasting place. I intend to fill this blog mainly with pictures, captions, and occasional short stories, so please don't expect brilliantly written, detailed story lines because I fear I won't live up to such ambitions.
On a happier note, I have high hopes for the next three months (I will be in Barcelona until June 20 and in Bologna from then until August 17) and have already dreamed up some dramatically romanticized reveries.
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