During my junior year of college I studied in Florence, Italy for a semester. The city was beautiful, rustic and and full of life-changing food, people and experiences. Each year, as spring begins, I grow nostalgic and yearn for the Piazzale Michelangelo, geloto and my dear friend Gino--a jovial barista who I would chat with daily over cups of coffee and the occasional grappa. This week the weather has been beautiful in Memphis, allowing me to reminisce about my days in Italy, a city that I love so dearly.
Walking through the streets of Cinque Terre with Christie and Neela
Genoa
Biking in Florence
Coffee with Gino and my roommate and dear friend Neela
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