One of the ways I'm going to try to motivate myself to is to ask myself questions, or prompts. Also, I will try to think of clever titles in Italian. Let's see how far I get with that.
This one can be translated as:
Why in Florence?Good question, Kiera. (That's what interview sources say when they have no idea what to say.)
Maybe a better question would be: Why do I want to travel at all?
I think it has something to do with my upbringing. Both my parents are professors, and they were both settled in their careers in separate countries when they realized they were having triplets. To make a long story short, I've moved back and forth with my family about every three years between Montreal, Quebec, and Kent, Ohio.
Even though I was never moving to a new place, arriving always felt new and different. My old friends didn't always immediately welcome me. Things had changed. We had changed. The surroundings had changed. The vegetarian restaurant had become a bar. (Kent) The bar had become a porn theater. (Montreal)
I both loved and hated moving for those reasons. Now, I crave it. I love the sense of renewal I feel when I go through my room and throw away all the clutter before packing up. I hate to admit it, but I had to leave. I love finding my way around an unfamiliar place and yes, learning to
live there.
I am a product of my upbringing. I only realized that when I got here. Before I left, I felt horribly anxious. I didn't really know why I was leaving. I had just started my first relationship. I felt like I was leaving too much behind.
But, I think (and hope) everything will work out for the best. Last spring semester, I studied in D.C. I came back more focused on my goals, more self-confident. I hope this experience will have a similar effect.
I have always dreamed of traveling abroad. And now I'm realizing that dream.