I miss the language (I’ve forgotten most of what I’ve studied)
I miss the people who say what they mean and mean what they say.
I miss the culture, the arts, the music on the streets.
I miss the architecture and the oldness of things.
I miss the food with its all-fresh ingredients.
I miss the incredible chalk paintings on the streets of Firenze (Florence).
Wait for me, Italy. I’ll be back!