Travel is supposed to get you out of your comfort zone.
I mean, c'mon, if you wanted to see the same stuff you have at home it'd be a whole lot easier to kick back and watch a rerun of Honey Boo Boo Pawn Stars. Right?
Foreign, is well, foreign. That doesn't mean you have to understand it, but it helps a lot if you can at least try and appreciate it.
Charlotte and I experienced a butt-load of foreign on our first-time cruise. Language (foreign). Customs (foreign). Currency (very foreign).
But then, some of it wasn't so foreign-ey. We'd been to Florence once before and discovered we liked the people, food and (you know I'm talking about Charlotte here) SHOPPING.
This time it was almost like visiting an old friend. An old friend who speaks a language that makes you think you've stumbled on to the set of Godfather IV.
One thing about getting a second look, is that you actually get to look the second time. We saw a lot of foreign things that reminded us we weren't in Texas anymore. Things like...
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