A year ago, nearly to the date (of the above picture), I met Marcia in a beginners Italian class in Beverly Hills, California.
We had lots in common; social media managers, photographers (she better than I), travel junkies, Italy fiends and Italian-language novices (me more than her).
We grew together as we stumbled over “Soft Cs” and “Hard Gs,” “rolling Rs “and attention-craving “double Ts,” i.e. spa-ghet-ti. Through trial and lots of error, we began to fear the language a little bit less, and plan our European journeys a little bit more.
As you know, my journey includes a yearlong Masters program in Milan. Brace yourselves…Marcia’s journey includes 21 European cities photographing homes of emerging artists in just three months. For more information on her whirlwind experience click here. In bocca al lupo mia amica!
P.S. Marcia has a thing for flipflops…even in Iceland!
I’m in a whole new world, kind of like Princess Jasmine, but without the carpet ride and that one guy…
And the most fantastic thing about this experience is the Art of Observation. I mean, while this experience is new and different and unique and exhilarating for me…it’s completely normal for the Milanese.
So, I like to watch people. Nothing new there. But particularly, I like to watch people before I do something new and for the first time, you know, to avoid costly mistakes! (I’m no longer concerned with wasting time…time does not matter one minute here! But by American standards, I’ve wasted about 74.5 hours in three weeks)
In conclusion, observe your surroundings, because it’s interesting, safer, and you’re bound to learn something.
If you’re looking for me, I’m somewhere in these books. Don’t worry, I’m not alone, I have company and I’m pretty sure we will share everything in due time, including tears.
Travel for me…