On Bus 40 to the train station, I caught glances of places I had visited for class–the corner of Palazzo Venezia, the tip of the obelisk...

I am sitting at my studio desk and pathetically rant-blogging. The Italian class is next door and I can hear snippets of conversations...

Wednesday morning Thuan and I walked across the Tiber river and further east to the Vatican City. Along the way, we passed the Pantheon...

I left New York City the day after my 22nd birthday, on a redeye flight that departed JFK at 8pm. The airport felt as crowded as Union...