Coming into this final paper I thought it might be cliché to write a reflection piece. I felt I could find a narrative more creative to talk about my adventure; a more exciting angle to verbalize the experience I gained by facing the otherworldly obstacles and trying to shed my
Fragola, a word you could say to me and I would immediately smile. There are so many things that I begin to think about when I hear the word uttered in it's short and sweet Italian accent. Fraah•Gol•a It is almost silly at this point, but the love
Last Saturday was a disappointment because of my boo-boo belly. Missing Lake Albano at the Castel Gandolfo was a huge blow, because it was something I wanted to do the whole time I've been over here in Europe. I mean, who wouldn't want to swim in this kind of weather?
It was going to happen eventually. Who goes to Rome and doesn’t visit one of the most ancient sports stadiums in history? It’s a must see, and for very good reasons. The stadium seats 87,000 for the entertainment of man vs. beast, beast vs. beast and the
I like to try new foods and step a little out of my element to earn some experience every now and then. Fortunately, in Italy pizza, pasta and sauces are all the greatest foods to try. So naturally in between all of the new dishes and pastas you gotta get
Basketball was never really my sport. I didn't play the game growing up. I didn't play in middle school or high school, not even pick-up games in the neighborhood. But once I got to college the natural competitor in me had to find an outlet. I am not good by