After 19 hours of being on a plane and staying up 24, I made it home to my one-bedroom apartment (which seems huge compared to Italian living quarters).
I had no trouble going to sleep that night, although now, Day 2 of being home, I'm experiencing some jet lag...not to mention some serious Italian withdrawals.
How I knew I was back in the South when I landed at my first stop in Charlotte: I heard "Roll Tide" and "Bless Your Heart" within 30 minutes of landing.
I plan on continuing the blog as I transition back into life in the States. I may have only been gone three weeks, but this experience has changed me. More to come!
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