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Italian Phrases
The very first time I arrived in Italy, I was armed with exactly two Italian words. Ciao. And pizza (I was only in my early 20’s, so I think all can be forgiven). And while both of those did a reasonable job, what happened when I actually started trying to speak the language, even a little bit, was something I honestly didn't expect.
The Taste of Italy
There is a specific kind of ache that hits you on the journey home from Italy. Not sadness exactly. More like an awareness (nope, actually it’s 100% sadness 🥲). You've spent days eating food that tastes as if it came from the ground it was grown in, sitting at tables where no one is in a hurry, drinking wine in the afternoon like it's perfectly reasonable.