Araya packed her bags and boarded the plane, Excited to explore Italy's charm and fame. She arrived in Rome, the ancient city grand, With a guidebook in hand, she was ready to expand.

She strolled through the Colosseum, a sight to behold, Learning about gladiators and stories of old. Then she marveled at Michelangelo's masterpiece, The statue of David, strong and full of peace.

Next, she wandered through the streets of Venice so rare, Gondolas gliding on canals, the beauty everywhere. She tried the delicious pasta, gelato, and tiramisu, Italy's culinary delights, oh, how they made her say 'woo!'

Araya climbed the leaning tower of Pisa with care, Taking in the leaning view, a sight quite rare. She indulged in the art of Florence, so divine, Admiring the Renaissance masterpieces line by line.

As Araya's adventure came to an end, Memories of Italy, forever her friend. She bid farewell to the land of pizza and amore, Leaving with a heart full of joy and so much more.