Traveling Thoughts

After several long hours of soaring across the big blue sea, I have finally landed on solid ground. I am in Frankfurt, Germany now, waiting for the last part of my trip to begin.  Still, somehow I felt more comfortable in the air, sitting in a comfortable seat without having to think about where I am going and what I need to do. Even though many people speak English here and are able to direct me when I ask a question, I am still unsure of where I am and can only hope that I have made it to the correct connecting gate. Furthermore, I feel as if my American presence stands out and that one wrong move may offend someone or make me inadequate to be here. Despite these insecurities and the tired state that both my mind and body are in, I am anxious and excited to be landing in Firenze in just a few short hours. It is all still very surreal and I do not think that it will really sink in until I set my eyes upon the Ponte Vecchio, the Duomo, and all of 

the red-roofed houses that color the city beautifully. 

Flying over the Alps. E belissima!