Trésor de la famille des Médicis

     After saying goodbye to my good friend, Jessica Anderson, currently residing in Roma, I ventured out through the metro system on my own for the first time. That might not sound thrilling, but I barely speak any French so getting lost would probably be terrifying. I went to the Medici museum and rented an audio speaker so that I could catch up on some history while touring the family's ornate jewelry, furniture, and art.
    During my walk through the temporary museum I was yelled at for some reason that I still do not know. I'm not embarrassed, but more impressed that the man yelled at me in French. Maybe I fit in better than I thought :). Didn't know how to respond though, so I just laughed in embarrassment.
     When I finally finished drooling over the collection I decided that food and rest were imperative. I got onto the metro and made it all the way home safely. On my journey home,  I came to the conclusion that my only life goal is to have a museum named after my family. I better start those self-portraits now I guess...