Worn down houses, but charming scatter around the green and brown plains along with pure green trees – the first images that I saw as soon as the airplane landed. When I first stepped out of the airport, I was in a joy to see my favorite ?machine,? cars! They are cute and petite as always. I was very excited to be on my favorite land, but also on a new land. I?m in Europe, but I’m not in France right now. I’m in Italy. When I arrived here, I felt like I was just returning to my grandparents? home, but looking for new excitements. In other words, children get excited to visit their grandparents, and they visit the same old town, but they always look for surprises, the gifts. The atmosphere of Italy is so far very much like France, but with new surprises. The cars, the countryside, the advertisement designs, the roads, particularly the road signs look the same as France. That’s what makes the atmosphere the same. As the bus was driving through the city of Rome, I was seeing familiar images as if I have already visited these places, the Colosseum, Sant’ Agnese, and the architectural designs on the buildings. My art history professors at school taught me these buildings and designs on the slides in the classroom and therefore, I had a travel preview. The gift that I receive is that I get to step on the soil of the actual historical places and get a close up look.