Remember THIS.

I'm starting to get annoyed at the internet. I mean, it is a great thing and all but sometimes I wish I had a life without it. I think I'd be different. I think you'd be different. What if this whole experience of being abroad was done without our World Wide Web connections to our lives back home? Or emails, facebooks, blogs, skye dates, TV and movie updates, the constant feeling of wanting to be connected to the outside world. We would talk to each other less, our parents less (mine is pretty minimal anyway) and this entire experience would be on the other side of the spectrum.

We are (at least I am) experiencing a culture shock that fluxuates everyday on different levels depending on which city or country I am in on that day. Even in Florence I still find things on a daily basis that blow my mind. I've kind of stopped thinking about it like I used to and just roll with it because you can't let it hold you back. I don't think I would anyway but when I think back to when I was in London, it was almost like I had a completely different pair of eyes. I observed and soaked up everything around me because I wanted to and I felt like I almost had to absorb the entire experience and city. While this still holds to be true, my perspective of a certain caliber has been minimized due to my constant surroundings of beauty. It seems like everything you see here should be even more notable than the thing before that.

Maybe I feel differently about it now because almost every weekend for the past month has led me to a new country. Going to class is just like a big update on everyone's opinions on which city is worth going to and what is worth spending your $$$ on. The recommendatins that I recieve on food, hostels, airlines, cities, countries, activiites, etc. etc. are almost expected now once I enter my classroom (which happens to be a kitchen).
Going back to normal class in the states is going to feel pretty lame when everyone is just like yea, I worked this weekend. Here it's like oh yea, I went to Switzerland and jumped off a fucking mountain. No big.

It's how we live our lives. It is exciting enough that we are even in Europe at all but it feels almost like you're missing out if you don't travel around. At least that's how I feel. I would go to a different city every weekend if I could afford it. Europe is like my little playground and I'm kind of addicted to my lifestyle here. As I was flying back from Paris this weekend, I calculated that since 2010 started about two months ago, I have been in 4 states, 5 countries, taken eight flighs, 7 trains, 9 buses, 3 taxis, and an uncountable amount of metro rides. Seriously, who does that? For some reason I like it and I feel like I could do it forever. Being in one place for too long (which now is a couple of days) just doesn't seem good enough anymore. I wonder if I'll ever "settle down". This way seems so much more fun.