The hardest thing about being away for years at a time is not being able to see, bring or interact with your hometown friends.
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Here’s a story of my first weekend in Calabria, facing my uncertainty of developing meaningful friendships in a place where I barely spoke the language.
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Not all my TOAST posts will be about great times and jolly experiences, some of that knitty gritty stuff we call character development happens in the cracks below.
