So it has been a while since I have posted anything and for that I am truly sorry. It has been a crazy couple of days – I traveled to Fire Island with some of the family, soaked up the sun, and managed to fall off of a hammock and bruise my tailbone and elbow as well as getting a giant rash/chafing thing on my upper thigh. Needless to say it was a successful trip.
Speaking of trips…I just watched Under The Tuscan Sun and if there is any movie that makes me want to go to another country and just experience some crazy things and not be afraid of being on my own, this is it.
I have always had this want and need to go to a foreign country and live there and feel the land. Ask my parents, family, friends…I am, well I guess you could say…I’m obsessed with it for some reason. I do not know why. It is not like I haven’t traveled around the world. I have been to plenty of places – Ireland, Scotland, England, Tahiti, Australia and New Zealand to name a few but now that I am older I want to go back to these places, drink lots of wine and have wonderful flings or meet the man of my dreams. (Either one will do really! )
I think I have this aching in my soul to just get away because I would love to gain some more independence. Really just go out and explore the world on my own. It sounds extremely frightening to me but I think it would do me well.
I really wanted to study abroad a semester in England or Ireland or somewhere in that vicinity. But seeing as though it would cost my parents and I a fortune right now I am going to put that trip on hold. A lot of my friends are going to London and to Ireland and I can’t help but be jealous.
However, I know my day will come and all I can do is just enjoy what I have going on right now. I mean I’m 19, single, I have an amazing family and some pretty sweet friends and college starts up again in less then a month. I think I am doing alright.
For now I will just keep dreaming of the wonderful place I will eventually get to where I will be confident, beautiful, and ready for some European loving. After all, it is going to take a few years to control myself to the point where I do not fall apart as soon as I hear an accent. For some reason, I am thinking that could be pretty important at some point. 
“Signora, between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come. ”
-Under the Tuscan Sun…how inspiring is this quote?
