15 May 2018
Florence, Italy

Today is tough. I am almost halfway done and I'm honestly praying the rest of this time goes by fast. As much as I love travelling, it's really hard starting with a group and ending practically by yourself. With a group you have so much planned out and pre-purchased and then you get on your own, get dropped off at a bus station and then what? You quickly learn how to speak and read Italian to figure out where your bus is and then how to get to your hotel when the bus drops you off at a location you weren't expecting.

Our bus to Florence dropped everyone off on the wrong side of town and then took off. We were in the middle of nowhere and had to figure out how to buy a ticket for the metro to get to our hotel. Then, once you get on, you have to figure out where to get off and how to get to the actual hotel. We walked about 10 minutes before we found our hotel in an alley.

I'm at the point where I don't want to be in anymore big cities. I'm tired of cars not stopping, driving on the sidewalk, and having thousands of people around me all the time. I miss the quiet of home and the comfort of people who speak English.

Florence, Italy, although pretty, is not where I want to be right now.

AND Michael moved to Detroit last night, so the fact that I want to see him just got 100x worse. If I was home, he would only be an hour away. It's really hard when that's all I really want.