Italy – Just a Chapter in the Journey of Life

When an opening for travel arrives, take it- take it and expose yourself to the opportunity. If you were to tell me this is where I would be two years ago, heck, a year ago, I would have not believed you. Spontaneously signing up for this semester abroad has already brought twelve new friendships, cultural understandings, language exposure, learning yet hilarious situations and so much more. 

We (the fall 2023 Chigi babies) are on week three of twelve and it already feels as if we have been here for months. There are of course the highest of highs and lowest of lows. Let me tell you, the things posted on instagram are not always what is portrayed in the ways someone may make it seem. For instance, this past weekend a group of us decided to go to Sorrento to see the coast…beautiful, right? 

Well if the photos looked aesthetically pleasing for the instagram feed, it did not go that way. The backstory in a summary is the Airbnb took two hours to find but the plus side of that was the house being tinkerbell themed. Our boat tour got canceled, so we took the bus to Positano, took a ferry, and vomit was almost the end result. It poured rain as we walked down the hill, which ended in a smelly wet dog feeling and ruined clothes. As we got to the beach at the bottom, the rain stopped and the sun was shining, so the ferry was our ideal way to get back. However we just missed the last one, and we watched it drive away. We walked back up the hill, to the top, to get on the bus. We did not have seats so we stood for the forty five minute ride and all felt motion sick again. Well the emergency button was pushed, we thought game over and we were about to pay a clean up fee. Anyways, it ended well and we made it back to Sorrento and got gelato. 

All in all, it was the best weekend, a weekend that had us all laughing about every moment as we sat on the floor of the train station because we missed our train. We would not want it any other way; fun, spontaneous, and testing of our patience. That is just a glimpse of the plus to studying abroad, the friendships you inherit by learning how to work with each other and being in the moment. To say that, not only do I feel as if this chapter of life is bringing me closer to friends I never knew I needed but also adding cultural skills and adaptability to my tool box. 

Sophie Berry

Fare Acquisti in Italia

Shopping in Italy is everything one would think it would be! I have spent the last couple of weeks, amidst all of our wonderful program activities, shopping in just about any city we go to. It is absolutely incredible, and not surprising since we’re in the fashion capital of the world, but there are some things I wish I had known sooner to prepare. One thing is that when you walk into a store, be sure to greet the store owners upon entrance, otherwise you can be given a look of “what is she up to?” No need to be shy or nervous, they are very friendly people! All it takes is a simple “buongiorno” if it’s morning or “buonasera” if it is the afternoon.

Since we are in Ariccia, it can be difficult to find people who speak English and the same goes for the neighboring towns of Albano, Genzano, Nemi, etc. Due to this, there are phrases (if you’re an avid shopper like I am) that would come in very handy to memorize before your first shopping trip! “Vorrei provare quello” means “I would like to try” and then you could use nonverbal language and point to what you would like or learn the phrase for what it is you’re wanting. “Questo va bene” can be used to say “this is good” if you are happy with what you have, are done shopping, or like how something fits. “Cerco una” translates to “I am looking for a” which you can once again finish with nonverbal cues or learn the words for what you are looking for and “posso provarla” means “can I try it.”

There are also some differences in shopping in America versus shopping here in Italy. When I went into a makeup store in Rome, I was a little confused because I saw one of each product but couldn’t find any more product anywhere. I asked an employee, who had to find a colleague that spoke English, and she told me that the product is kept in drawers that the employees find and get for you, not the customer. In shoe stores, you don’t just grab shoes and try them on or touch them like you do in America. You ask an employee for help and they touch and find everything for you. As an American, there can already be a pretty bad stigma attached to you (fortunately you are a JSB American so you have it a little better!), but because of this, you want to try and adapt as much as possible to show the locals you care about their culture and traditions. Being willing to learn this will get you so far!!

Caroline Avolese

Rome’s huge shopping corso

Thoughts That Come With Leaving

Coming to the end of my summer here is a jumble of juxtaposing feelings; I feel so sad to leave this place and these people yet so happy to return home. I am relieved to be returning to familiarity but afraid to no longer be pushed out of my comfort zone daily. I find myself daydreaming about having lunch on the porch with my mom, lying in the yard with my dog, and driving to music with the windows down. But, at the same time, I find myself thinking about all the things I will miss here: seeing the old men congregating in the square, reading at Caffè del Bernini, and going to a fraschetta for dinner. I will miss Cinzia, Roberta, Lydia, Francesco, Mary Lou, and many more who make this program and town a home for us.

While reaching the end of the summer here it is hard not to be looking forward to what is next. I am thinking of packing up my nest, our travel day ahead, and seeing my parents at the airport. A time like this also forces me to reflect on this summer and how I have changed. I remember arriving this summer anxious about some things and thinking I had others already figured out. I could almost laugh at how wrong I had it in the beginning but in the end, looking back, figuring out this position has changed me for the rest of my life.

It is sometimes confusing to have such opposing feelings together, but I think it is a good thing in the end. It means I am lucky enough to have two places I love so much.

Sophie Young

Rainbow Over Ariccia

Discovering Myself Abroad

When I chose to study abroad, I had two main desires. The first one was to push myself out of my comfort zone. Inspired by the amount of traveling my friends did, I decided I needed to take the same leap into adulthood and sign up for JSB. My second desire was to use this experience as an escape. I wanted freedom and separation from the responsibilities I felt weighed me down at home. I longed for a relaxing and enlightening retreat from my problems.

However, only one of my two desires ended up coming true: Being out of my comfort zone. Without my knowledge, my problems slithered into my suitcase and hopped on my flight to paradise the moment I checked my bags in Atlanta. Studying abroad in a foreign place and new culture is obviously uncomfortable and this program made deep realizations hit me hard.

What the JSB program and my experience studying in Italy has taught me is that just like learning a language or culture, growth takes time, consistency, and willingness. The reason my pesky problems followed me halfway across the globe is because they are me. They are my habits, my lifestyle, my thought patterns, my daily motivations. At first it was frustrating to recognize that my problems stemmed from my habits, but each time I journaled and reflected for class, I found myself building a map, or a guide, to help me overcome these pesky problems.

For example, I have always struggled with getting my creative ideas out in a productive manner. My brain gets jumbled, and I find myself lost in the mess. Throughout my travels, classes, and relationships this summer, I have been able to gain inspiration left and right and have slowly learned how to develop a system for collecting this information along the way.

For anyone questioning what they should do next in their young adult life and college career, I urge you to sign up for JSB or another study abroad program. You will not only learn about the rich culture and history of Europe, but also deep revelations about yourself and where you are headed.

“Just keep swimming”

This photo was taken in Sicily at a beautiful vineyard hotel week five of the program. My classmates and I flopped around in the pool after a long day of travel. Although we were all feeling pretty homesick, we laughed more than we ever have and I felt truly connected to my classmates.

-Eva Farrish

““Your Roots!””

I have grown up in a family that inspires me to travel. One of my grandparents’ favorite places to travel and most frequented countries was Italy. I heard them talk about Rome, Cinque Terra, and Tuscany, but there was one town my grandpa always mentioned. Avigliano, a small town located outside of Potenza. My grandpa’s family is from Avigliano, therefore he talked about it all the time, I saw pictures, and my mom even visited the town when she was in high school. I knew that when I signed up for the Joseph S. Bruno program, I was going to try and get there as a surprise on one of our weekends off.

Avigliano is a small town, so the journey there was going to be extensive. Luckily, one of the first things that the Joseph S. Bruno program teaches us is how to travel on trains. After some research, I found that the easiest way to get there was to fly to Bari, then train to Foggia, and then train to Avigliano Lucania. From Avigliano Lucania, I read that my friend and I could taxi to the city of Avigliano. Emma Childs and I were confident in our travel skills, so we headed on our way.

Emma Childs and I had a minor discrepancy when we arrived at Bari Central Station. We arrived early and found the train platform, but then it was ten minutes until our train was supposed to depart, and it wasn’t there. Bari is a touristy area, so I was able to communicate with a worker using both Italian and English to figure out our train just switched platforms and the display screens didn’t update. Then, we arrived at Foggia Station and only had ten minutes to find our next train. Emma and I were confident until we saw the platform said 4C and we didn’t see any platforms that included letters. Again, we had to use our communication skills and flag down a worker to help. We made our train departing to Avigliano Lucania with three minutes to spare.

Finally, we arrived in Avigliano Lucania, and we were going to be able to taxi into the city of Avigliano, or so we thought. Emma and I were in shock when we stepped off the train into a train station that was no bigger than the Chigi Palace living room. We had finally made it into a true small town where the one worker spoke no English. My communication skills have never been more needed than in that moment, and I am so glad to have had to use them.

Emma and I quickly learned that there were no taxis in this city, but I was not leaving without completing my life goal and grandpa’s surprise. I used all the Italian I knew and my maps to talk to the worker and show her where we needed to go. The language barrier was difficult but with determination we were able to figure it out and she told us there was a whole other train we had to take from there into the small town of Avigliano. It is so small that the train station doesn’t show on maps or on the departing trains schedule. It is simply a train that only locals know about and take.

Emma and I managed to make it to Avigliano and I have never been happier. I had completed a life goal of mine and managed to surprise my grandpa. He never knew I was going, so I just sent him a picture of myself in front of the statue I had seen in so many of his pictures before and waited for the response. His response was one of pure joy and excitement, as he said ““This is unbelievable! Your roots! How did you get there?”” I couldn’t have been more excited to tell him about the long journey, as Emma and I spent a total of ten hours traveling that day to get to Avigliano and back to Bari.

My communication skills improved significantly that day trying to navigate all the travel bumps Emma and I came across. They also improved because of all the amazing workers and community members I got to meet such as the worker at Avigliano Lucania, Avigliano Citta, and the convenient store worker in Avigliano who was beyond excited I asked for a postcard. As I head into the Interior Design field, communication skills are a must, and this weekend trip prepared me for being able to talk to anyone, no matter the barrier.

Avigliano was a weekend trip to remember, and I am forever grateful that the Joseph S. Bruno program made it possible for me.

The photo I sent my grandpa to see if he could guess where I was!

Paris Ann Maness

New Friends

I have always loved making new friends and connecting with other people. Ever since I was a little kid, I have loved to talk to and learn from the people around me. As an extrovert, I was extremely excited to meet new people this summer. I have made new friends in two big ways that have been very different from how I have normally met people.

The first is with the girls in my program. We are all very different, and it’s unlikely that we would all be friends if not for this program. The experiences we’ve shared this summer have created a bond and understanding between us that will last far beyond these three months. I am so grateful for the kindness, inclusiveness, and encouragement that each girl has shown me. I have found an amazing community among the girls. For that, I am incredibly thankful. 

The second is with the people that I have met throughout Italy. Many people that I interact with on a daily basis do not speak English. Although this language barrier has been frustrating, it has caused me to rely heavily on hand gestures and facial expressions. It has been a valuable experience to connect with people while relying on different means of communication other than speaking. Everyone has been welcoming and gracious and they have been excited to interact with me and the other girls. These friendships have shown me how similar people are, despite coming from different cultures.

I am so grateful for all of the new friends I have met this summer. They have all taught me how to love those around me better, and how to meet people with understanding. I know that I will carry these lessons with me throughout the rest of my life. Thank you to all 21 of my new friends from the JSB program and thank you to the people of Ariccia. You have made me better!

Hailey Benting

This is a picture of me with Paolo and his wife Barbara! They own a coffee shop in Ariccia and have been so kind to us all summer. They have become dear friends of ours!

Peaks

Do you ever stop in a moment and realize, this is one of my peak moments in life? Something that we do throughout this program is talk about our peaks and pits every week. In simpler terms, this is just the best part of the week and the worst. Each week, I seek out my peaks. Thinking about the best parts of the summer allows me to realize how lucky I am to be on a trip with the people that I ended up with. I have had more peaks in the short months that I have been here, than I could ever imagine! From birthday dinners in Albano, cliff jumping in Scopello, boating in Croatia, to celebrating Fourth of July in Rome, this summer is full of memories that I will remember for the rest of my life.

The concept of recognizing peaks this summer has become a habit of mine. It has allowed me to focus on the present and give my full attention to the world around me. The past few months have gone by so unexpectedly fast and there have been moments that feel very rushed and hectic about traveling so much. This leads me to let things pass me by without even noticing. There’s never a guarantee that I could come back to any of these beautiful places again, so it’s become important for me to live in each and every moment and take it in, knowing I might not ever be back.

This is a summer that I never expected. I never expected to be away from home for so long with people that I had just met. But some of the unexpected and unimaginable decisions in life are the ones that are the greatest.

Caroline Lambert

This is right after we all jumped off a big rock in Scopello! One of my highlights of the summer!

Ancient Stories Coming to Life

Found in the center of many magnificent duomos and cathedrals in Italy are stories of Jesus and his works on earth. His birth, resurrection and life are displayed on frescos and ceilings in painted color and carvings of gold. As a practicing Christian in the United States, religion is important to me and is a core value of my family. I grew up studying Bible stories in church and fell in love with their descriptions about God and his closeness to man. Naturally upon arriving to Italy, I quickly became fascinated with the ancient expressions of Byzantine, Gothic, and Baroque designs depicting God the Father, Jesus, angels, and heaven. When standing beneath these artworks from centuries ago, it’s easy to sit and reflect over the time and effort it must have taken to create such grand and intricate masterpieces.

During one of our program field trips to Sicily, we entered the beautiful Monreale Monastery with painted frescos covering its walls- each painting illustrating a Bible story. However, these stories were depicted without words, only with pictures. Originally as an ancient method of communication to the uneducated, these frescos served as the source of Biblical knowledge and education to the poor and illiterate during the 12th century. When gazing up at the golden frescos of the monastery, I could have spent hours deciphering the pictures of Bible stories that I have heard and loved since childhood. This is one of many moments in Italy that broadened my perspective of Christianity across cultures, enriched my understanding of my beliefs, and caused scriptural-based stories to come to life. 

“Pictures are worth a thousand words”- Fred R. Barnard.

~ Emma Childs

Here is a picture of the Monreale Monastery we visited on our field trip to Sicily.

Appreciation and Value

Two words that I thought I knew and understood until I came here. After coming to Italy, I have a new perspective on what these words truly mean. I feel like oftentimes, we take things for granted without even realizing that they are a privilege to have.

Over the past few weeks, we have learned about the values that we hold close to us as individuals. Some of the values that I wrote down were religion, family, friends, quality time, and learning/knowledge. One that I didn’t write down but learned about was time.

This past week I had a conversation via text with one of my friends who took a week-long trip to Peru for missions. They would text me about every other day, and today, it just hit how short their time was down there. It was then that I realized the majority of trips in my life usually are about a week long. 

Studying abroad has definitely opened my eyes to a new world and culture around me. Every day I am learning new things. I think that up until now, I took for granted the amount of time that I get to spend here going to school. I have always known that not everyone gets to study abroad, much less travel abroad. But yet, I still never had just as much of an appreciation for it as I do now.

It’s not every day that you just get to decide, “Oh, I want to travel to another country on the weekends,” or “Let’s go to Rome after class.”

  • Erica Fogle

This is a picture of Sarabeth Elkins, Abby Kramer, Emma Childs, Caroline Ward, Hailey Benting, Sydney Jaffe, Emma Rutledge, Paris Maness, and me on our second night in Ariccia at the beginning of our study abroad program.

The beginning

I have always taken pride in my profound passion for humanity and the world that surrounds me. There has always been an inherent desire within me to connect deeply with others and embrace all the experiences that this world has to offer. As I grew up, I eagerly awaited the day when I could venture out on my own and fully immerse myself in these experiences.

That day finally arrived, and I can honestly say that it exceeded my wildest expectations. The newfound independence and resilience I have discovered have shaped my understanding of others in large ways.

If my younger self were to learn that I have been living in Italy for over eight weeks, she would be left speechless. Although time has flown by, it is often difficult to fully grasp the reality of it all. Walking the streets of Rome and witnessing the majestic Colosseum, still feels like a jolt of astonishment with each encounter. 

This entire experience has been equivalent to a deep awakening, a vivid realization that this is the life I am living. I am truly blessed to have been given the chance to reside in a beautiful country alongside twenty-one remarkable individuals. Every day, I have the privilege of learning from an extraordinary community and exploring bucket-list destinations during weekends. It’s no wonder that I sometimes struggle to fully comprehend the reality of it all.

Whenever I reflect on my life before this transformative experience, I struggle to recollect what it was like. Mentally, physically, emotionally, and relationally, I have undergone impactful changes. I now possess a newfound trust in my own abilities to navigate solitude and overcome challenges. I have developed a resilience I never thought possible, confronting and conquering situations that once seemed insurmountable. Furthermore, my understanding of people has deepened, revealing that I never truly understood others as well as I once believed. At my core, I have discovered my true self and the values that hold immense importance to me.

This journey has also taught me about the inherent goodness within people, allowing me to perceive them in a way that illuminates the beauty of their hearts. Furthermore, I have gained a sincere understanding of the world itself—its vast beauty, rich history, and the power it holds. I now realize that life is too short to experience everything this world has to offer, but it has inspired me to cherish and embrace the wonders that surround me. My eyes have been opened to the endless opportunities for learning and growth that lie ahead of me in this breathtaking world. 

This journey is merely the beginning of my story.

Abi Wampler