How to Cure a Wanderlust Bug Bite
Once you’ve tasted the Italian gelato and cruised down the Seine, there’s no going back. But the crazy thing about a round trip is that there’s the coming home part, which is uneventful and not dazzling. After readjusting from the 7 hour time difference and recovering from a terrible cold, I fully came to the realization that I was home and not in Europe. Sigh. Home: where I couldn’t walk to see the sights and actually needed a car to do things. Where fresh Nutella gelato wasn’t just down the road. Where I couldn’t see the breathtaking Eiffel Tower...