As many of you already know, my lifetime dream since I was a little girl has always been the same: to live in Italy. Between happy & positive people, where everything seems so much more joyful and less stressful, where you can always just take your car and drive to the beach, enjoy the afternoon aperitivo with friends and have a long lunch break in between your work to enjoy your meal with your loved ones. The dream didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to: and I ended up living in Italy for a year. But I’ve had my reasons! Want to know why this happened? Then keep reading.
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