Italy. Like, actually in Italy. by Sydney Merritt

Well, so far I don’t want to come home and that’s it.

Everything is interesting, and so different than I expected. One of the first things I noticed was the graffiti. Obviously, that’s not a good thing. But I thought it was cool considering that this is such an old, well-known, important, and historical city, but it continues to grow to be modern. Meanwhile, this city seems to remain almost directly in touch with its history by the celebrations of St. Peter and Paul’s “Heaven Birthday.”

Although extremely tired, going to St. Peter’s Basilica was still incredible. It was extremely humbling. Relating a building of that size, detail, and beauty to the reason that it was built just blows my mind. I couldn’t count the different kinds of people there, or the different languages spoken, and it made communication — probably the most important thing that we have — seem so small.