Ciao a tutti,
It’s been far too long since I’ve blogged, but it’s time for The Tiny Traveler to make a revival. Why now, you ask? Because…
I AM GOING BACK TO SICILIA! ThIS is NoT a DrILL. I am so excited. I cannot wait.
I have felt a calling to let my creative energy out and write again, so I’m very excited to blog again. I’m going to start before my trip this time, and share my tips that could really apply to any long trip. This time doesn’t feel as crazy because I’ll ~only~ be gone for a month, but I know that it is a significant amount of time for most people.
I also want to dive into the topic of life after meaningful travel. Read it or don’t, but I know some of my friends (and maybe people that I’ve never met) who are returning from amazing experiences abroad are going to feel how I did, and I want them to know that there is someone out there who relates. I felt the culture shock while I was on the plane ride home from Italy, but it is manifesting itself in crazy ways, still. I know that I’ll have to deal with it all over again, but I wouldn’t change that for anything or anyone.
So, what’s changed since last year when I went to Italy? For one, I have been taking Italian language courses with the most incredible professor. She keeps my passion alive for Italia each and everyday with her anecdotal stories and love for the culture. I feel much more confident in my conversational skills, and have a firm grasp of Italian grammar now. In fact, I will be giving a presentation next week, completely in Italian, about my favorite place on this earth…. Sicilia.
What else has changed? My infinite curiosity and love for anything related to Italia has not. My professor has inspired me to never stop learning about Italia, and to appreciate it more daily. I miss my host family more than words can describe. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without them. They have added so much to my life, and I hope that I’ve done the same for them. Looking back, I don’t know how I could have lived without knowing them. There were so many aspects of that trip that were simply meant to be, and it gave me a greater trust in whatever being or God is greater than us. I learned so much about myself, the world, and trusting the universe. I couldn’t have gained these new perspectives in any other way, even though some of the lessons were not easy.
I’ll end this first revival blog by saying that some people just don’t get it, and it’s totally OK. I’ve had people roll their eyes at me, laugh at me, tell me I’m ridiculous, or that I’m “that Italian” for talking endlessly about my experiences, or just about my passion for Italia. I’ve had some incredibly jealous and self-serving reactions to sharing my experiences, and I get it. Not everybody can relate to what I have gone through, and I don’t expect people to. However, if you’ve done any of these things, please know that you shouldn’t be on my blog, and that I truly don’t care about your narrow-minded opinions. The world has enough negativity already, so stop adding more to it.
And if you’ve listened to me, I appreciate you immensely.
Ci vediamo a dopo!