First "real" night in Italy, because of the jetlag. Strolling down the litte streets in Siena, stoping at a restaurant, having a tiramisu and an espresso... I'm so torn between these two cultures, the american and the italian. I don't know where I'm most at home, maybe I love it here just because it's new and it's not where I have my everyday life. I feel a little lost but I hope that this trip will help me regain some confidence and faith in my situation.
Anyway, tomorrow we're going for a drive in the countryside, I can't wait. It's now 10.45 PM and I'm going to bed. Take care everyone, goodnight.