ciao also means goodbye.

i'm not sure when's the last time i've cried but i don't think it's every been from happiness.

today was so beautiful seeing how the fog has finally lifted from castiglion fiorentino and all the trees along the hills had turned orange and yellow and all colors autumn. glad to see we got to see that right before leaving. as usual these days though, i spent the entire day indoors running between art history papers and room check outs.

after dinner though it hit me that i'm not gonna see these people in Italy again. sure, we'll all be back in austin but it'll be different. we can hang out and see each other but it could never be the same. our last hours hanging out in the hallway were the perfect way to go out. seeing the group board the bus, i actually cried and damnit that feels good.

a few of us are left here now but we'll slowly be parting ways tomorrow and i'll be in rome by myself 24 hours from now. i guess i figured my last writing from Italy would involve more talking about the italian food and beautiful landscape and the unique experience but that all would have been nothing without those kids from santa chiara.