Sam in Europe, Part 4: Lombardy
Just as the first waves of homesickness and what-the-hell-am-I-doing-here-ness hit me in Zurich (about day 2 or 3), and I was riding around on the number 7 tram and crying into my 90c supermarket beer, I got a text telling me to get over to Kiran’s house. On the Toblerstrasse, yeah, as in the surname … More Sam in Europe, Part 4: Lombardy