Quinn

The last couple days have been another roller coaster of emotion. I hate using that phrase, but there’s no other way to describe it. I’m currently in Bibione, the beach town of Italy. I expected to be in heaven the entire week, but instead I got another wave of homesickness. This time I’m not homesick for Canada, I’m homesick for Prato. 

It’s a little lonely here. Compared to Florence and Prato that had a lot of English speaking people, Bibione has zero…literally. It’s a place where Italians and Germans come for the summer, since it’s too hot to be anywhere else. 

I’ve been here since Friday and have spent almost 80% of my time alone. I know this is good for me, because I’m always learning more about myself, but sometimes I forget the positive and just think about how bad it is in this moment.

I’m really lucky to be here, it’s beautiful and relaxing. For 4 more days I think I can survive; and if not I know I have Brittany to count on for those late night skypes where she tolerates my crying, ugly sunburnt face.