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I love Viterbo, please don't ever get me wrong there. I love every breath, pulse, the push and the pull, every single cobblestone and every single face I've seen here. The people I've met are not anywhere less than incredible. I am so, so blessed to be here. I never want to go home. But I want to leave so much.
This town has ruined me. It's broken me down, twisted me inside out, and formed me back into a completely new creation. I've questioned everything I held onto when I left, and I feel like I've let go of a lot I didn't need. I'm the same Michelle than left Boston a month ago, but at the same time, I am so very different. I've seen things with my eyes that I'll never ever stop speaking of. I love this town, I am completely thoroughly in love with this country.
I'm so happy. I'm so renewed. I'm excited about life again. I'm so tired, but I'm so energized. I'm going to miss this place so much. I feel like going back home and picking everything back up from where I left it will be one of the hardest things I'll ever do. I am the same Michelle, but I am so much different. As I sit in my dirty little room, looking out the door to the patio, with the sun shining and the wind blowing at the curtains and every piece of grass and left moving with the rush of this city....
I'm content.
I've been restless and unhappy, I've been so very very unhappy on the inside for much too long. But here, I'm so content to just be. To walk the streets at night, to be drunk with happiness and wine, to hug and kiss my new friends and celebrate just the very notion of being alive. We don't have that at home. Everyone is busy and running and here, you just live. Life is so complicated at home, bobbing, weaving, pleasing too many people... it's unfair. I'm sure they have the same problems here, but I just don't see it in everyone's eyes as much.
It makes me want to travel more. To take out huge pieces of my life and throw myself into something new. I miss the familiar, but I don't want to go back into the routines.


Or even inside of it for that matter. Just to the right of this picture is where the Renaissance artist, Raphael is buried.
Here's the square out in front of the Pantheon.
I decided to head back to the residence after a bit more walking. I'm hoping this weekend after classes I'll be able to go back to Rome!

Wednesday we visited an Etruscan museum in Tarquinia. We had an awesome drive with the painting teacher, Judy. She's absolutely hilarious. And a little scary....
And finally, Friday we went to Cerverteri to look at some tombs, and then back to Tarquinia for lunch and another look at the tombs there and the museum.
We then went off to the Tyrrhenian Sea to swim for an hour. It was beautiful but so very warm!
I can't even put into words how amazing this place is. The larger buildings you are able to walk inside and climb on, some have balconies and bridges, and to the left of what's in this picture is a very large woman that on the inside was transformed into a house for the artist, where she lived for the duration of this project. There's a kitchen, dinning and living area, bathroom, bedroom, and the walls are completely covered in different shapes and sizes of cut glass which makes it so incredibly remarkable to look at. I'm incredibly upset that my camera's battery died just after I took a few shots (because I'm a bad photog and hate batteries).
The hot springs was actually pretty awesome, save for the boiling hot water and nasty sand which contained hair.... gross.
Sunday we went to a volcanic lake called Capodimonte, where we swam, napped, ate, and even got to rent a paddle boat for 2 hours! The boat had a slide on it, so we had a great time with that! The left around and took a bus back to Viterbo because it was about a 30 minute drive away. At some point, I lost my headphones, so I'm super bummed about that and have to somehow find myself a new pair. Reaaalllllyyyyy annoying!!