Arrivederci

Monday, August 31, 2009

I’m terrible at goodbyes. I thought that after 2 years of continually waving “so-long” to friends and family in either Richmond or New York I’d grow more comfortable with the inevitable process of packing, hugging, kissing, and departing. No such luck. After (literally) days of packing and months of planning and prepping, I am finally sitting at the gate of my first flight on my way to Siena with flushed cheeks and puffy red eyes. I hate change.
Yet here I go again. As I wave ‘so-long’ (never, ever ‘goodbye!’) to Richmond, I embark on my biggest change yet: a new country, a different language, and not a single familiar face that side of the Atlantic. I’ve never blogged before and I make no promises of wit and certainly none of brevity; this is more of a journal for myself than anything else. But for any of you who are interested in my Italian escapades, I’ll do my best to update periodically. For now I think I’ll close my eyes and take solace in the single traveler’s greatest companion: my iPod. Arrivederci, America!