Maybe you know Paris as the city of macaroons, baguettes and croissants. Or maybe you know it as home to that large, rectangular monument surrounding the largest roundabout in the world (the Arc de Triomphe). Regardless, you’re correct in every way, and I got to experience everything Paris had to offer.
One thing everyone told me before I left for Italy was that I was going to consume a lot of pasta. I remember being in denial, telling everyone, “No, I’m not. I’m going to try and eat everything but carbs on carbs on carbs.”
I’ve seen many beautiful things in Italy so far. The architecture, the people—don’t even get me started on the food—everything is special here. One of my favorite sights in Florence has to be from when I traveled up to Palazzo di Michelangelo.
Not very familiar with the Italian language? Don’t worry, once you read enough of my blog, I sure hope the sing–song-like language will become natural. Just to clarify, I said, “Hello, everyone.”