#CHAPTER 43: Packing and Preparations

MILA The next day, I was perched on one of the kitchen countertops in the restaurant while the electrician came in and installed the rest of my appliances. There was only so much one could do in terms of restaurant prep without a working refrigerator. I decided to look up this city we were traveling to–Carnea. I had heard of it, in some high school geography class or other where we studied Europe, but since it wasn’t the country’s capital, it did not appear on many American maps. Carnea was south of Fresia and sat on the coast, nestled between two shipping ports. It was famous for its crystal-clear Mediterranean waters and colorful pastel homes. Culturally, it was an area of landowners, fisherman, and artisans. They even claimed to be the birthplace of the modern acoustic guitar. The architecture of Carnea was singular and distinct. It almost looked like a sleepy New England beach town had gotten a Floridian makeover. I already loved it. According to the Internet