Italy had never seemed so big! Even in pictures, it looked like a smaller, intimate city where everyone knew each other. I guess I was wrong. The city is filled with tall, multi-colored buildings with lots of windows and even more people. Italy was insane and this trip already wasn't going too well. I've only been here for 2 days, and I'm surprised I've lasted this long. I didn't speak a lick of Italian so, I was set up for failure. Rosetta Stone and airplane ladies can only do so much, ya know? How was I supposed to journal about the daily life and how people lived if I couldn't even understand what they are saying? Anyway, I was walking through town today trying to find somewhere good to eat and I managed to get lost. I was caught in what seemed to be an abandoned back ally with vines growing over the walls. There was a beautifully rustic aluminum overhang that used to be red and blue. The sun had worn the paint down as if to tell the paint not to outshine him. After wondering around and trying to find landmarks, I ran into a bilingual couple that was here visiting family. Finally, someone that was speaking my language! They guided me back to where I was which was 2 streets over. Once the couple left and I paid them for their time, I had realized that I made a left instead of a right and freaked out. I was able to get myself back to where I needed to be and was able to get some food into my system. I stumbled across a small family owned business that had fantastic linguini. It only took me 2 hours, a couple, a map, and my cellphone to tell me that I took a wrong turn. I hope tomorrow turns out to be more successful than today!
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