Well here I am – sipping coffee on the final descent to Brussels with a sore butt, heavy eyes, and a roller coaster of thoughts. I was that little girl who had to be dragged into the car kicking and screaming just to go to Disneyland with my best friend because I had separation anxiety from my parents. I was that little girl who anxiously asked ALL of my 9 year old friends if they had an alarm system before I spent the night (haha!). And here I am, away from everything I know, flying over London to my final layover before I’m off to live in Italy on my own for FOUR. ENTIRE. MONTHS.
That’s pretty life changing if you ask me.
I know it’s going to be. You can plan, research, ask people for advice, make 20,000 lists daily (this was me if y’all didn’t get the hint), but when it comes down to it, none of that matters. I didn’t plan ahead enough for some things, I left my most important shoes at home, and I was freaking out that my plans weren’t going perfect before departure but that doesn’t matter either. No amount of planning is really going to prepare me for the experiences I’m about to have. And that’s the beauty of it. The unknown and spontaneity is the most thrilling thing.
My stomach was queasy and I was a nervous wreck on the all-too-short drive to the airport this morning but it’s finally settling in. I’m not going to sugar coat it and pretend like I didn’t have a mini panic attack when I was left alone with my thoughts on the 2nd long flight – I won’t know anyone in the country besides a few students, I don’t know any of the language, and I don’t know any of the culture!!! But I recollected myself and remembered that that’s why I’m SO SO SO flipping’ excited. I finally get to get out of the rut and out of my everyday, routine life and challenge myself every single day. I get to experience one of the oldest, most magical cultures out there and do something completely new every single day. Not many people get this experience and I get to do it for FOUR. ENTIRE. MONTHS. Omg…… !!!!!!!
So this is just a little glimpse into my extreme whirlwind of thoughts and emotions (I’m still not sure if this is a really long, tiring dream or real life….?). We’re about to take the descent into Brussels before we’re off to Florence… one step closer to what I’ve been talking about doing for YEARS now! (seriously, is this real life?) I’ll keep you all updated as soon as possible! Next time I post, I’ll have a belly full of wine and gelato 🙂