I remember the day I went to Siena, Italy, Justina, Laura, and I got on a bus and took the short trip to my favorite city in Italy. On the bus I talked about how proud I was about being able to buy the bus ticket with ease and take a daytrip in a foreign country. That was probably two months into my time in Italy. That night, returning back to Florence from Siena, I had one of the worst nights of my life. I don't know why I am thinking about this now.