Slow Down

So it is a Friday night at 11:34 precisely and I am just sitting in bed having just finished Bridget Jones' Diary. A calm night-- filled with nothing more than laughs and a quick dinner. Our italian pre-session is finally over and the rest of the Americans are starting to shuffle into florence-- their enormous bags clicking down the cobblestoned paths. Me-- obviously already a permanent resident of Florence (just kidding though...) snicker at their naivety and their maps of the city. But wait--- I have only been here for 2 weeks. I am more or less just like them-- situating myself into new surroundings and scared as hell about what comes next. But, I am slowly but surely learning the Florentinian ways and everything isn't so scary anymore-- but rather incredibly exciting. Weekends are beginning to fill up as spontaneous purchases of plane tickets with spontaneous deals are made. London and Paris are officially on my list. Spring break is even coming together too-- where we will discover the greatest mountain to coast sceneries in the world in Sardegna. I just can't wait-- my dream to see the world is starting to take off bit by bit. But for now, I treasure the fact that I don't need a map to work my way around Florence. And that I can be completely happy sitting in bed on a Friday night with a cup of tea and nothing else to do---Because here... my days are filled with such adventures; here... I can slow down and appreciate the little things.

This weekend I hope to finally head back to the market and cook some tasty meals that maybe don't involve the use of pasta for once. I hope to get back to Fiesole for a sunset show and I hope to finally get some exercise. With all of this spontaneous spending-- a frugal weekend sounds right up my alley. It will be nice to relax before classes start once again and my weekends away set sail. We shall see where the road takes me. A Domani!