January 19th, 2019
I am going to work backwards through the day. I just came back from eating pizza with Georgi and some of his friends. I took a taxi to the pizza place. It was called Pizza e Mozzarella. The pizza was great. We ate, talked, and hugged goodbye.
Then I got lost in the city center by myself at nine o’clock at night. The city was dead and dark. A couple walked by me and when I asked in Italian if they could help me they said they only spoke Spanish. It was a rude awakening. Here is what I learned:
- Do not go out without at least 60% of phone battery. My phone died right after I saw the arrow on Google Maps point to Trastevere.
- I don’t care if people know I am American. I need to lose the fear I have to be seen as American. In the last few days I have realized that life is life no matter where you are. Yes, Rome is objectively more beautiful than Detroit but life still goes on here. I also realized that you can wear whatever you want as long as you wear it confidently. I definitely have a specific style and every time I try to venture away from this style it doesn’t feel right. Being lost allowed me to value my time here more. It was a good reminder to not make poor decisions.
I bought a mini french press today and a manual grinder.