So there you have it, what started out as a frantic phone call to my mom saying “I can’t stay here” turned into another awesome trip in one of my favorite cities and a little one-on-one time with a dear friend. As for the buffoons… they turned out all right at the end.
You never know what will happen! If I hadn’t have gone on a date with an Italian in NYC, then to the amfAR Gala months later to see Grace Jones perform (check it out, wrote about it for Paper magazine here), I would never have visited this little town on the Italian Riviera, Loano.
You’d be so lucky if you came back with that je ne sais quoi after a semester in Nantes — my friend Janet came back with a sick bod — crazy with French food, right?! — and a French football playing boyfriend.