11/04/22: Arriving in Italy

Ambling towards the hostel - market stalls, graffitied walls, noticing deep brown eyes, converse, jeans or loose, flowing trousers, long thick hair, big dark sunglasses, leather jackets, a mild heat, deep Italian accents flowing around me. Homeless lie on the side, signs in Italian. Feeling like an alien, noticing a discomfort that I did not feel in France - where I could communicate, understand. Here, I feel speechless; without the tools to connect with those around me.