Italy. I've never visited before and I've always wanted to. Six months in Italy would be paradise. I'm a very picky eater but I'm fine with eating Italian food every night. Also, the accents aren't insanely annoying, which is a huge plus. For instance, if I were to be surrounded by Irish people I think all of my hair would be pulled out by day 3.
I would pack my iPod because I can't survive without music. I could go a few days listening to Italian people playing accordions in the alley but it would get old fast. I would also bring a sewing kit so I could sew a secret pocket to the inside of my pants to make it just that much harder for some kid on the street to pickpocket me. I would also have to bring a sheath for the authentic stiletto switchblade I would be sure to pick up (probably to defend my wallet). Lastly, I would pack a pair of boat shoes or something with good traction so I wouldn't slip on all of the pizza grease... On second thought, I wouldn't bring much besides a change of clothes.
I could use some Italian ice right now.
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