Hey there kittens,
I'm alive and in Italy. So maybe I'm more alive than usual? I have already, in my barely over 24 hours of travel, experienced a myriad of adventures that are already humorous. Which is lucky, for my fear of dying on the train in Nice or my lack communicative abilities nearly getting us sent to Spain were less than funny at the time. Ok, that's a lie, they were funny then as well. I have been gallivanting all over San Remo today, which is definitely one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. What? Just because I've never 'left the country' before does not mean my opinion is not valid.
For those who are not up to speed on my life, the lucky seven of you (that's right, 6.9993 of the rest of the human race does know about my life), I am in Italy for two months whilst I teach English, live with host families, play outside with tiny tots and hopefully gain 45lbs at least from pizza and gelato. Ps, I've already had two pizzas and two servings of gelato and yes, it is as good as they say. Dammit.
Hopefully I will be able to go intolerable exhausting and overly wordy detail soon about what's been happening and post some more pics, but for now here is one of the street I am staying on. Chow. Arrivederci. Whatever it is these silly kids say here