Meh. Stupid nubs.

Whoo. Okay, so I figure I'm the only one in the world who can come to an awesome foreign country and complain about it. So I'm a pathetic American -- who in America isn't?

Though I suppose I should be slightly nicer to my country...

Not that it matters since it appears that no one's reading this anyway. Oh well, it's a good way for me to get stuff off my chest, and to keep track of what I'm doing on my trip, since I keep forgetting to write stuff down in one of the many journals I've brought. (I have at least three.)

I don't like it, though -- I thought that Italy would be amazing again, like it was when I came three years ago, but stuff must have changed and not informed me of the changes, because right now I'm kind of wishing I could spend the rest of these three weeks back in London. (Though that part of the trip was amazing and you'll never get me to shut up about it.)

But as usual I'm rambling and sounding slightly conceited. So I'll stop now.