Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Some Days

I'll admit that there are some days that I wish to have the comforts of America (Target, Target, Target) here. And not a day goes by without my wishing I could have an international cell phone so I could call my friends when I see something funny that reminds me of them (i.e. bedazzles jeans in Milan this past weekend--Ellen you know what I'm talking about!). But there are the days (many days actually) where I'm walking or driving and get a glimpse of something I could never experience in America--the Alps or a church that's hundreds of years old--and I can't help but smile and think, "I'm living in Europe."

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