You know what?

I have enough money in my savings account at this very moment to just book flight to Europe and backpack for an entire month by myself.

The only thing stopping me is a thin layer of common sense. A very, very thin layer.

…No, but for real. I’d so be down to just drop everything and get away from everything I’m used to for a while.

I can’t really describe how I feel without sounding like a pretentious douchebag, but I haven’t been to Europe in 4 years now, and a I feel like a big chunk of myself is missing, and it’s probably just sitting over in Italy or something, waiting for me to come back. I wish travel wasn’t so damn expensive, otherwise I’d just grab a few of my friends who have never even left this country (Border towns in Mexico don’t count…) and set off on an adventure through Europe. Being exposed to so many different cultures had such an amazing impact on my life, and I want to be able to share that experience with my friends at some point…hopefully sooner than later.

TL;DR: I just want to go back home, even for a short while. :(

End of whiny rant.

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