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Anzio, Italy

My fourth week of living in Viterbo (September 19-25) was a tough one.

After I came back from Florence, which was September 16-18, I got this overwhelming feeling of homesickness. It was awful; I had no motivation to do anything. I would try walking around town with my camera, but I could not find any inspiration.

In the meantime, I had been texting and Facetiming with my amazing boyfriend. We were both feeling the affects of being apart from each other and I just longed to be back, safe in his arms.

Thursday evening rolls around and I have no clue what I am going to do during the upcoming weekend. I search for cheap flights to Amsterdam, Copenhagen and Brussels but no such luck. All of the flights are well above 145 euros.

I feel a panic set in, I needed to go somewhere. I could not stand the thought of sitting in my room, feeling sorry for myself.

Luckily, I remembered that my friend had invited me to go with her and our friend to Anzio, which is a beach town about an hour south of Rome. I quickly messaged her and she said that it was not a problem to add me.

We left Viterbo on Saturday around 1 p.m. and arrived in Anzio about 4 p.m. Our lovely Airbnb hosts were so kind and picked us up from the train station and drove us back to their place.

As they described the house in a mix of English and Italian, I felt some of the homesickness leave me.

The house, the atmosphere of the town. The closeness of the ocean, I knew that I needed it.

That night we went down to the beach and watched the sunset. We collected shells and took moments to just breath. I relaxed and realized just how lucky I am to be alive and to be studying abroad.

Later that evening, I ate one of the best meals that I’ve had in Italy. I laughed and drank wine.

The next day, we went down to the beach. We swam, sunbathed and I collected more shells. Before we left, I sat down in the shallow water and gazed out at the Mediterranean. The ocean always has a humbling effect on me; I think that this was something that I desperately needed in that moment.

Anzio did wonders for me; I am so very thankful for that weekend and the memories that I made.

 

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