i kept a journal through my semester in italy. sometimes i see my journal and flip to a random page and re-live the adventures of that day. i am so glad they made us journal. if it weren't for that book, some of the things i would never have remembered. here is one out of an entry that i read today, from 5 june 2007:
we got back on the bus just in time to miss a downpour. the rain in italy is like nothing else. you look out toward the mountains and you can locate the storm and see the rain coming down in blankets, sometimes so thick you can barely see what's behind it. and the contrast of the dark blue-gray against the golden and green fields makes make want to lay in a field and just stare up until it pours, watching the sheets of water slowly and gracefully move my way. what a great bus ride back!
dark gray-blue against golds and greens....if it weren't for that passage, i never would have remembered what summer rains look like in italy. that book is such a treasure.
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