Home, finally

So, I'm home. And I am incredibly happy to be here; it's such a relief to be among my family and friends. Still, I'm already missing Martina and everyone else back in Italy. I keep trying to use Italian words interspersed in my conversations here, and nobody gets it. I miss Avellino, hanging out on the corso, and the ability to hop on a bus to Napoli or Salerno whenever I felt like it. I miss having no responsibility and plenty of freedom. I miss going out every night of the week (Surprise!). 

But Martina is coming to visit next summer, hopefully, and I'm going to return to Italia someday... Until then... boh!

Coles and I used the Manic Panic I bought at that punk shop in Napoli to die our hair Fucsia Shock.