Italian buses do not announce where they're going or what stop they're at. You have to constantly pay attention and know exactly where you are. It puts me on edge every time I go somewhere new. The first time traveling by myself I hopped on a bus and it ended up in a suburb. The school director had to come pick me up.

After eating so much pasta and pizza, I'm beginning to crave them at meal times. They've wormed their way into my blood.

A dump truck driver honked at and cat called me. What.

Underage in America + Over the age in Italy = dumb college students