Going to Rome

Going to Rome

At the ripe old age of 17, my parents gifted me with a graduation gift I would never forget. They gave me the opportunity to travel throughout Europe. The catch was that I was to take art history courses in the evenings my last semester of my senior year of high school. Afterward, the class would go to Europe for 21 days to see in person the art we learned about in class. When it was all said and done, I would get an amazing trip, sans parents, and nine college credit hours. It sounded like…

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