We are not in Kansas Anymore
Remember the phrase from the Wizard of Oz, “Toto, I don’t think we are in Kansas anymore?” This is what it feels like leaving home, climbing aboard an airplane and arriving in a new country. For us, the clues began on our layover in Frankfurt, Germany where the airport was so large workers rode around on bicycles and the environment had militaristic precision and a cold air about it. But, the journey continued beyond and we soon found ourselves in yet another culture that of Italia. What’s generally the case while traveling so far, is your body is exhausted from the time change and travel, but your mind goes on overload with all the new information it is taking in and trying to process. The following is what we collectively imprinted as our initial impressions of Italy. Chocolate for breakfast is embraced. We were reintroduced to Nutella (a chocolate, hazelnut creamy spread of the Gods). We were so tempted to buy a huge jar of it (...