I was fearless! I climbed construction equipment, walls, castles, staircases, and boats. I hitchhiked. I made bar owners my friend. I got lost in parts of town that people don't walk out of. I ate and ate and ate--and I loved it, even the big & tasty's from McDonald's. I was true to myself, if I didn't want to be somewhere-- I left, if I didn't like someone--I walked away. I honed in on everything that it is me: on my feelings, my emotions, my desires, my fears. I cried and I was dramatic. I became self sufficient. I rejected cellphones, all phones for that matter. I wrote the name of the man I once secretly loved in the sand, said goodbye to his spirit, and watched the ocean wash his name away. I prayed for happiness like this to never leave me again. I discovered seafood and am now addicted. I fell in love over and over again -- I fell in love with people, places, and things. I woke up every evening with a big smile on my face and it never felt out of place! I met two women who have changed the course of my life forever. I opened my mind to different lifestyles, philosophies, and people that I would have never normally interacted with. Confetti in the streets. I watched sunsets that made me feel as though God was glowing down on me. I learned that my real name is Jenny. Americans need to stop being so distrustful: people are generous, open, and loving...more than I could have ever imagined-- COUCHSURFING ROCKS! I felt empowered and I felt weak. I loved cities that I thought I'd hate and was disillusioned by cities that I thought I'd love. I went from being really scared in cars to just being caught off guard occasionally. I went to a restaurant that had a penis theme from the first floor to the fifth floor---and families eat there. I shared a bed with a woman in Paris. I drank enough vino to put most alcoholics to shame. I splurged. I went to restaurants and didn't care about prices. I frolicked in the rain in Roma. I ate brawts in Napoli that had gluten and spent half an evening sick. I took honey packets, sugar, and nutella so I could have snacks later in the day. I skinny dipped. I laughed until I cried and had to run to the bathroom before I stared peeing my pants from it. My bite & suck and my ipod never left my side. The Italian language is the most beautiful thing ever, I sat in cafes just to listen to people argue. I got two wicked tattoos in Catania. I realized that I want to spend my days pushing the edge of my own reality! I pretended to be from Boston when I was with my Sorella's. I used wine openers and bottles as weapons. I let my friend wake me up and drag me to the balcony in his room so we could watch one of the most spectacular sunrises I've seen. I drank alcoholic beverages in cars. I drove on the cobblestone streets in Bacoli. I discovered the world's best food: mozzerella di bufala! I loved bartending. I learned how to speak slower and more thoughtfully with people who are not native to the english language. I was terrified when I thought I was watching a man die on the train. I LOVE TRAINS! I became obsessed with Edward Cullen, thanks to my Bella! I loved every minute with Court and Bella.