Pre-Pre Departure

It's one of those days where I have so much to do that I've decided on doing absolutely nothing. Well, I created this blog - that's something! In three days, I'll be on my way to Florence, where I will live for the next three months. Am I excited? It really hasn't sunk in. I feel like I won't know what's hit me until my feet are touching the ground in Italy. This is quite possibly the most daring adventure I have embarked on in my lifetime. The farthest I've been abroad was to St. Thomas, and that's a U.S. territory, so does it even count? Oh, I also went to Tiajuana when I was about ten. My family was visiting a relative in San Diego, and it was so close to the Mexican border that we hopped right over for a day trip! I definitely would never go back - lots of zebra-painted horses and children selling gum on the streets. Anyways, back to Italia. I don't even have my suitcase yet. My old one is a goner, the handle broke while I was travelling to the Redwoods this spring. However, I do have luggage tags! My mom bought them for me. They're the newest Lilly pattern.

On to packing! Or more procrastinating.