It’s been far too long since our last chat. I guess that’s my fault though.
It’s been an overwhelming semester so far. My classes are grueling, I’m working two jobs on campus, and I’m still an officer for my sorority. It’s tough being in college…that’s something they don’t show you in the movies.
I was lucky enough to visit New Orleans, LA this weekend for my fall break. I was able to go with all of my girls and we had a blast. Bourbon Street was insane, crazy, and a little too much fun. I couldn’t have asked for a better getaway in the middle of this crazy hectic semester.
While the nightlife in NOLA is incredible ( I mean Bourbon Street never sleeps!) the culture in New Orleans is such a unique mix of art, French architecture, creole, and African-American culture, and music. The city is a hodge podge of all different and beautiful sights, smells, and sounds. It is literally overwhelming to walk around during the day with the flocks of people gawking at street performers who are juggling knives, painting beautiful landscapes, or just playing a mean saxophone.
What I loved most about the trip was going to Frenchman Street, which is a small unique block that is home to several jazz clubs. Not only is it an overload on artsy and hip people (which we all know that’s my favorite kind of people) but it feels like such a hidden gem amongst the tourist parts of the French Quarter. There were people swing dancing to the jazz music and jiving like I have never seen before! It was a one of a kind experience that I felt many people don’t get a chance to take part in while they are in NOLA.
The trip was one of those times that I won’t forget. It was a time when I was able to celebrate being young and free. I can’t wait for the time when my kids decide they want to go and have the time of their life.
I’ve realized that I have an intense desire to travel (obviously, I mean I have several blog posts about it). I think that my love for cultures and willingness to experience anything when traveling makes me a good traveler. Throughout the trip I realized how crucial it is to have a positive attitude no matter what. I hope that I focus on that in Florence and remember how important it is to appreciate where I am each day. I am still having trouble deciding where to go outside of Italy, but I have decided to stay a lot more in Italy and Florence. I want to be able to truly experience Florence and all that it has to offer. I guess I just want to make a second home for myself. While traveling in Europe is exciting and enticing, I understand that I may not have the funds or the ability to leave all the time.
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