Day 8- MILAN

Lesson: Love Yourself

My trip ended the same way it had started- me, in a new city, alone. While the circumstances were similar, I was completely different. I had immersed myself in an entirely new culture, put myself way outside of my comfort zone, conquered my fears and witnessed incredible sights through my own two eyes.

I was humbled, grateful, and deeply moved by the experience.

My day in Milan was my version of perfect day in my own company.

I got organized and repacked my suitcase (getting organized is seriously one of my favorite things in the world), I went shopping and found everything I wanted, and I put on my sexiest outfit and took myself out to a proper last meal in Italy.

Go to Instagram for a thirst trap followed by the best eggplant parmesan of my life.

The next day, I packed my bags and headed for the airport. When I was approaching the train platform, my bag got caught in the door and broke it. It felt like Italy pulling me back in for one final embrace before sending me off to embody everything I had learned during my visit.

After that, I cried the entire way to the airport. I was so grateful for this experience, and grateful to myself for making it happen. I was moved to tears.

I used to think it was so stupid when people said you needed to “love yourself.” I would roll my eyes and act like I had it figured out, but I totally didn’t.
But on the train to the airport, I finally knew what they had meant and why it was so important. I finally learned to love myself.

Thank you to those of you who have stuck around to read my travel microblog. I hope you learned something new, or maybe even looked at a situation in your own life differently. Feel free to reach out if you feel called- your words are what keeps me going!

Tomorrow marks a new season for Allison Ziggy, and I am so excited to embark on this adventure with you. I even have a surprise for you!

Xoxo,

Allison