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When I think about traveling, I think about finding my home far away
from home and finding myself in the most unusual places, lost in the
masses of people, staring at the artworks of my favorite artists and
drinking coffee while sitting down on the edge of the sidewalk.
Traveling to Florence was all this, but even better and more magical
than I could ever expect.. Five days spent there were five days of pure
living like there's no tomorrow, and coming back home made me realize so
many important things in my life, and how getting away is actually
getting back to the real you. Our schedule was pretty piled up every
day, but my friends and I found time to go out at night, at the most
amazing clubs, to sing on karaoke and to drink cocktails untill dawn at
our hostel yard. Visiting galleries like Accademia, of Uffizi, was a
dream come true, especially when we ran into Palazzo Strozzi and found
out that there's an exhibition of modern art from Kandinsky to Pollock.
Visiting Accademia and seeing Michelangelo's David made my eyes wet and
my soul full of this unusual energy and hope. I stared at him for 45
minutes, and when we had to go I carved up every single curve of his
body in my brain so I never lose that sense of inspiration and feeling
like I'm made for something more than usual. Getting lost in crowds of
people made me feel really small and I fell in love with that feeling, I
fell in love with every kind stranger that showed us direction, and
every little coffee shop on the corner of every bright magical street. I
felt high all the time, like my euphoria and happiness couldn't ever
end. We laughed all the time, music was playing in my head and I felt
invited to be a part of life, life that's more than the one I'm living
now. I saw endless possibility and I promised myself that I'm gonna
live there someday no matter what. Venice took my heart but I couldn't
see myself living there, just like in most of the places I visited, but
Florence, oh.. Since I just have to share with you all the magic,
I've decided to separate my photos into two or maybe three posts, so
stay tuned. But in the meantime, pack your bags and just go! I promise
you, you won't be sorry. Sea of love, S.
