So the first fews hours didn’t really go as planned. (Funny enough though I was planning for something to go wrong.) Ask anyone, I had a hunch my luggage was going to be lost, and of course my prophecy came true. Now in Florence, with only a few articles of clothing, no toothbrush, or hairbrush, — I had to work and remind myself to see the silver lining. I’ll get my stuff back at some point, but for now it’s time to enjoy what I have been waiting 2 1/2 years to do. Ciao Tutti!