I always tell people that growing up some place and living some place are two very different things. My sisters and I grew up in Italy. Our time was managed by our parents, so traveling and exploring were left to them and school field trips. Once we hit our teen years, we’d been in Italy for so long that we took it and its surrounds for granted. We never thought we’d leave. We had the same feeling about Italy as some folks have about their hometowns. We don’t appreciate the things that tourists travel to see. ABOUT WHERE BLOGGERS LIVE Welcome to the monthly edition of Where Bloggers Live. It’s…