My next stop was Busan... another enormous South Korean city... and I was already preparing myself for another Seoul-like experience. But HOLD ON! Shut the front door! I LOVED BUSAN! The funny thing is... I can't quite put my finger on why I love Busan so much... and I've been trying, desperately, to figure it out. Maybe Seoul was just a little too 'in my face.' Maybe I was jet-lagged. Maybe I was overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all. Who knows? But Busan? ... Busan a

So our final day in my beloved Florence arrived… and I was already sad to leave the city... but I had no idea it would turn out as rough as it did. Something strange happened to me on my final morning... I got "dizzy." Was it perhaps the cause of excessive amounts of wine window Aperol Spritzes? No. At least I don't think so. My dizzy was not your average “ stood up too fast ” or " overindulged " dizzy... but the full-on spinning room of doom dizzy. Ya. Not fun. During that