After two weeks of traveling in Italy and France, I had a nice dinner with my family and bade them goodbye. They’re continuing on to Iceland before going back to San Diego, and I am starting the solo part of my trip. I’ll be studying French in Nice and Italian in Italy.
There was a lot of fighting on this trip. A lot of name-callings, getting on each other’s nerves, and passive-aggressive comments. But that’s what it’s like when you’re spending 24/7 with people for two whole weeks. We are all so similar but so unique.
There were times that I felt my sister would never talk to me again, or when we all teased my dad too much and hurt his feelings. But as soon as I got in my Uber to head over to my new host mother’s, I felt really sad. This whole time, I was yearning to be alone, looking forward to the loneliness that I sort of love. Yet the moment I had it, I wanted my family.
As hard as some parts of our trip were, there was also the most beautiful moments. I loved seeing my parents hold hands and kiss after three weeks apart. My brother and I bonded a lot and I spent too much money shopping with my little sister. I got to spend time with my older sister, who I usually see maybe once a year because she lives in Boston. My time with them was incredible. Even if we were vacationing in a Target, with them, I know I would still enjoy it. I love them so much.
Here’s a little video I made on our trip. #Beautiful.