Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 314 – Lost

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Did I ever mention that I love driving? I think I did, but maybe I wasn’t clear enough. I love driving! Give me a car, gas and make me drive you somewhere and my worries disappear for those few hours. I got to do that today. After two hours of teaching, a friend asked me to drive him outside of town for some shopping. I was in heaven. I had so much fun that at some point I got lost (maybe...

Day 219 – All you need is…

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Today was field trip day. Us girls embarked ourselves on a beautiful adventure, away into the hills surrounding Florence. I have been promising Ephia this trip for a while now and although our day started out like it normally does, it all shifted with a phone call. Thus, we packed a few bags and books for the road and jumped into a train. As the train moved, the tension from the city and all the...

Day 59 – The story of my good friend, the stranger

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While in the hospital, I’ve met a friend. Someone who’s name or suffering I don’t know but I felt close to him instantly. It’s weird to find yourself being touched by a stranger, a person whom you’ve never seen before nor will you ever see again. The first day, when they were settling me into my room, I saw him walking very slowly on the hallway with two surgical drains attached to him; I was...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu