I started the New Year like my dad would say “Este ano estas empezando con pie derecho,” which translates to “This year, you’re starting off with the right foot.” Growing up in a very loving and close knit family, it can be difficult leaving to a new country for four months but it sure does remind you how short life really is. I remember like it was yesterday, I was doing grocery shopping for the first two weeks of my first semester as a senior, and just like that I was moving out of my apartment for my flight to Peru to spend Christmas with my family after 15 years, was scheduled for the day after.
On the very first day of January of 2019, I carried on to the airport with what felt like enough luggage to hold me for 4 months in Europe. Filled with mixed emotions, I went through an entire day of traveling with multiple layovers which added up to 21 hours of travel from Jacksonville, Florida all the way to Milan, which consisted of a non-stop workout. Whether it meant carrying up both suitcases up a broken escalator to lifting up and down the painful small stairs in Milan train stations, I sure was getting the workout I dreaded the past 5 months or so.
Now as I sit here typing my life away in my small and simple yet perfect apartment, I can’t believe I’m here. It’s like a dream and I don’t want to wake up. Today marks day 4 in the wonderful city of Vicenza, also known for the City of Architecture, and life has never been this relaxing and this much enjoyable while studying architecture.
Every morning, I have been waking up around 7am for a taste of a warm morning cappuccino from Harry’s Bar to start off my day. The day starts early and the nights feel long due to how early the sunsets, ending somewhere between 9pm-10pm. At this time, streets are empty and quiet, and you’ll probably get the best sleep here if you normally struggle to do so.
As of lately, I have been juicing walks around the Basilica Palladiana, a well known and ancient architecture piece in the Central Piazza. Around this time of year the celebration of The Good Witch Befana takes place. The witch Befana is similar to the concept of Santa Claus, where around midnight she flies and delivers gifts to the “good kids.” To celebrate this tradition, people open bazzar shops containing: candy, traditional dishes, clothes and more. Being 20-35F outside but feeling like it’s below zero, these shops came in handy and I was able to buy gloves for 5 euros to feel my hands one more time and to be able to sketch. Who would have thought I’d be sketching the most intricate piece of art with globes as thick as my jacket?
A journey packed with travels awaits. You’ll hear from me soon. Ciao for now.