Bounjourno!!!
That's about all the italian that I have for you - which I can't lie, has been really super trying. Not only is it anxiety producing for me to go into a new country, completely broke, with crazy, full-of-shit gps signal (seriously, try to be more full of lies, google maps), but I also feel like a complete asshole looking someone in the eyes - about 200 times today - and telling them that I don't speak italian. And why is that I feel better saying that in spanish than I do in english..? I guess at the very least, it shows that I'm trying?. Still, it's kinda bullshit to think any italians will understand my shit spanish, just like I didn't understand much if any of the Italian spoken to me today.
Thank Gawd for Trina Merry. Seriously.
hard to see, but there's me, looking like a giant, bald freckle, and the absolutely delightful Trina Merry without whom many of my life's adventures would not have been possible, and sprawling behind us is the beautiful city of Florence. It was good to us. Click da pic for a look at some of my other adventures with this incredible artist!
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