Ooooooops. Looks like I have skipped blogging for the last 6 months. I blame my computer breaking in May so I couldn't write about the wonderful ending to my first Italian adventure. The highlights of that....my brother came to visit for a week: we hiked a volcano, trained through a couple cities in Sicily, rummaged through an abandoned city and ate and drank lots. Once volleyball ended (we finished 3rd, a bit dissapointing) I took a long weekend trip to Naples, Pompeii, Sorrento, Amalfi Coast amd Salerno. It was an utterly amazing trip. i cant figure out a favorite location because the views were breathtaking, the food to die for and the company always a hoot. My final week in Italy was amazing. An entire week of going to a new beach every day and going out every night with so many fun friends. The last week made leaving with the uncertainty of whether or not I would be returning very very difficult. But, I had been gone for 9 months and was ready to be with family and friends from home.....
A CALIFORNIA SUMMER
My return to Sacramento was a whirlwind of parties, seeing my pregnant best friend for the first time and celebrating her birthday, Claire's birthday and Jennifer's grad party and Layne's grad party. It was a week of fun catching up with everyone before I moved down to orange count to live with some college friends for a couple months. I thought getting a job would be easy peasy (idiot). After a week of basically having fun every day and night I was able to snag an interview (nailed it) with vector and began my lovely new job of selling CUTCO knives. I laugh at myself every time I say that was my job. Hardly the money maker I was hoping for, but at least I got something, right? The 4th of July was epic. I don't want to say too much, but our night ended with lighting fireworks in our front yard after a full day of heavy drinking...college degrees at work. July was my month of volleyball :) I was playing beach and different open gyms about 5 or 6 times a week. Love love love. That was my main reason for living in SoCal for the summer, volley training so I was happy I was finally getting in that groove. A couple of visits from family; mom came in June with karma and we had a bitching time at the dog beach then happy hour with the Woodward's then a night of competitive shuffle board at goathill. Kyle came for a week in July, it was filled with some beach time, a little volleyball, a couple nights out and meeting with family (lunch with Nana was a definite highlight because I made her give Kyle dating advice). I drove back to Sacramento with him so I could work the sac state volleyball camp and finally make some big money. This is an odd and very very true statement....I drink far more when I am home visiting my parents than I do when living on my own. My parents invite me to happy hour a couple of times a week and then my friends invite me to go out after...rough life? After a week of "work" I hitched a ride with my mom back to la in time to play in my favorite volleyball tournament ever....6MAN! Hashtagragtag group that had so much fun. After a few more fun days it all came crashing down when I rolled my ankle in Huntington when Chelsea challenged me to try and jump and grab a tree branch(did it). After that depressing incident, I spent a few more weeks in SoCal then headed back to Sacramento early for some family time (and needed to go to San Francisco for the super fun visa process) before moving back to Italy for another season. I ended up being in Sacramento for a month because it took me 4 trips to the consulate in San Francisco before I could get my visa. Finalmente, I was able to leave in the beginning of October.
ITALIA TAKE 2
Woo! A second year in this crazy country...let the adventures begin (well they already have since I am writing this after living here for 2 months). The second I stepped foot on Reggio soil (shockingly this is not an exaggeration) I had a man wearing denim on denim ask me if I had a boyfriend and if he could have my number. Man it feels good to be back. I'm living with my same roommate Meghan, sadly no Caylin this year. I jumped straight into volleyball and Italian classes...I'm improving..piano piano. Volleyball is going to take up more of my life this year, we only have 2 free weekends! I'm going to have to work much harder to find time for my much needed adventures. On the other hand, every day in a foreign country speaking a second language is a bit of an adventure
We must take adventures to know where we truly belong.
A CALIFORNIA SUMMER
My return to Sacramento was a whirlwind of parties, seeing my pregnant best friend for the first time and celebrating her birthday, Claire's birthday and Jennifer's grad party and Layne's grad party. It was a week of fun catching up with everyone before I moved down to orange count to live with some college friends for a couple months. I thought getting a job would be easy peasy (idiot). After a week of basically having fun every day and night I was able to snag an interview (nailed it) with vector and began my lovely new job of selling CUTCO knives. I laugh at myself every time I say that was my job. Hardly the money maker I was hoping for, but at least I got something, right? The 4th of July was epic. I don't want to say too much, but our night ended with lighting fireworks in our front yard after a full day of heavy drinking...college degrees at work. July was my month of volleyball :) I was playing beach and different open gyms about 5 or 6 times a week. Love love love. That was my main reason for living in SoCal for the summer, volley training so I was happy I was finally getting in that groove. A couple of visits from family; mom came in June with karma and we had a bitching time at the dog beach then happy hour with the Woodward's then a night of competitive shuffle board at goathill. Kyle came for a week in July, it was filled with some beach time, a little volleyball, a couple nights out and meeting with family (lunch with Nana was a definite highlight because I made her give Kyle dating advice). I drove back to Sacramento with him so I could work the sac state volleyball camp and finally make some big money. This is an odd and very very true statement....I drink far more when I am home visiting my parents than I do when living on my own. My parents invite me to happy hour a couple of times a week and then my friends invite me to go out after...rough life? After a week of "work" I hitched a ride with my mom back to la in time to play in my favorite volleyball tournament ever....6MAN! Hashtagragtag group that had so much fun. After a few more fun days it all came crashing down when I rolled my ankle in Huntington when Chelsea challenged me to try and jump and grab a tree branch(did it). After that depressing incident, I spent a few more weeks in SoCal then headed back to Sacramento early for some family time (and needed to go to San Francisco for the super fun visa process) before moving back to Italy for another season. I ended up being in Sacramento for a month because it took me 4 trips to the consulate in San Francisco before I could get my visa. Finalmente, I was able to leave in the beginning of October.
ITALIA TAKE 2
Woo! A second year in this crazy country...let the adventures begin (well they already have since I am writing this after living here for 2 months). The second I stepped foot on Reggio soil (shockingly this is not an exaggeration) I had a man wearing denim on denim ask me if I had a boyfriend and if he could have my number. Man it feels good to be back. I'm living with my same roommate Meghan, sadly no Caylin this year. I jumped straight into volleyball and Italian classes...I'm improving..piano piano. Volleyball is going to take up more of my life this year, we only have 2 free weekends! I'm going to have to work much harder to find time for my much needed adventures. On the other hand, every day in a foreign country speaking a second language is a bit of an adventure
We must take adventures to know where we truly belong.
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