It was my first day, and my roommates and I had gone out to explore Florence. Wandering around aimlessly, we stumbled upon the Duomo. Although night had fallen, it was lit up beautifully. It almost seemed as though it was fake, as if it were a part of a movie scene and if I were to do so much as tap it with a finger it might all collapse. But it was real, just like my new home was really Florence. In that moment it sank in that this was going to be my home for the next four months; I wasn’t just on vacation.