Introduction

Growing up, my mom gushed about the semester she spent in Florence as a college student. By age eight, I was convinced that I too would spend a semester retracing my mom's experience in Italy. After confirming my spot in NYU Florence, I suddenly began to panic--how would I survive an entire semester in a
foreign country? Not only would the ten-hour time difference be a challenge, but I also don't speak a word of Italian! However, my mom nudged me to embark on this journey, encouraging me that my ability to speak Spanish would make learning Italian a piece of cake. And of course she was right; my first week of Italian class has been challenging, but definitely manageable.

Not only am I fortunate enough to learn a new language, but I am also constantly absorbing the beauty surrounding me. I live on Via Ricosoli, which is a block away from the duomo, a historic landmark filled with beauty and culture. Living in the center of town is amazing. Although the building I live in houses all American students, the moment I step out of my front door, onto the cobblestone streets, I am surrounded by local Italians.

The first time I walked through the gates of the NYU campus, my jaw dropped. Propped up in the hills, surrounded by lush greenery, are four astonishingly
beautiful villas. Not only is walking to class fun, but I also look forward to my classes. In addition to the Art of Travel, I am enrolled in Intensive Elementary Italian, Introduction to Marketing, and History of Italian Fashion. I am most looking forward to the History of Italian Fashion course, which is based in the center of the city, rather than a classroom. Weekly field trips are scheduled in an attempt to really expose and immerse us into Italian culture. Furthermore, this course fit
perfectly with my concentration, which is business and design. Ultimately, all of my professors are warm and friendly and it seems as though they make an effort
to get to know each student. I guess it makes it easier that the classes are small, which is definitely something I am enjoying.

Overall, my first week in Florence has exceeded my expectations. Living in Europe seems so surreal. Although I definitely miss home, I know this is a once in a
lifetime experience. Even though I don't necessarily miss the super fast paced, pushy lifestyle of New York it will definitely take time to get used to the slow
paced lifestyle here in Italy. I also thought I was escaping New York's snowy winter, but I guess I was wrong; my first week has been filled with hot chocolate as I try to keep warm from the snow!

I can't wait to spend the next four months exploring this amazing country.

Thanks Mom!