connecting dots

To me, Italy has always been one of those neat places you store in the back of your head with a post-it slapped on the front: visit soon. I loved the architecture, the people, the art, the history, the food, the language...the smells and sounds i imagined i would love as well.

So for now, I've gently pressed on a post-it note to Italy in the recesses of my mind that also reads in fine print toward the bottom: bring sunglasses, and an international calling card.

i'll see the note in a few years. But until then, this is the path i take to get to that beloved land. every detail takes me further, and every choice makes an impact on my direction.

This is, my road to Italy.