Study Break! Tiramisu, the Spanish Steps, and Poetry.

This week our study abroad group was stressed out about a big art history project. I couldn’t think of a better way to relieve my stress than to get some tiramisu. I knew of a place close to a metro stop, so I figured that I would explore from there and see where I end up. TheContinue reading “Study Break! Tiramisu, the Spanish Steps, and Poetry.”

15 Signs that you might be in Rome

You might be in Rome if… 1. Blocking other cars is totally no big deal 2. You eat gelato in place of a regular meal. #noshame 3. You are prepared for rain all day everyday. 4. You risk your life every time you cross the street. 5. You pass ancient ruins like it’s super casual. 6.Continue reading “15 Signs that you might be in Rome”

Florentine Steak. Enough said.

This past Friday, my uncle, Fr. Joe, and I took a day trip to Florence. You know, because I never have class on Fridays, and Florence is only an hour and a half away if you take a fast train (why would I ever return to “normal” school?). It’s always fun to hang out with myContinue reading “Florentine Steak. Enough said.”

Like a True Pilgrim, Turin and Pisa

I knew for a few weeks that my friends were planning a trip to Turin, but I was reluctant to jump on board. It’s a 7 hour train ride, and the Shroud of Turin was about all we would see before leaving the next morning. I was telling my uncle these excuses when he helpedContinue reading “Like a True Pilgrim, Turin and Pisa”

Exploring Rome on my Own

Our study abroad group is together all. the. time. Seriously, we take the same classes; we have community dinner twice a week; we have group weekend trips; and the rest of the time we hangout together because, I mean, we like each other.:) I didn’t expect that I would get to know everyone so well orContinue reading “Exploring Rome on my Own”

The Best Part was the Smell of Spring, Siena

After all the adventures in Poland, it was nice to just settle down for a week. It’s pretty weird to come “home” from one vacation, in Poland, to another vacation, in Rome. Although it’s hard to be homesick with all the excitement of being in Europe, coming home to Rome isn’t hardly the same. IContinue reading “The Best Part was the Smell of Spring, Siena”