My favorite band, The Maine, has a song on their most recent record called "Another Night on Mars." It's a wonderful song guaranteed to make you feel nostalgic and think of your friends. There is one line, however, that has stuck with me since the first time I heard it:

"With friends like ours, anywhere is home."

We tend to think of home as the place we physically reside. Where we sleep, eat, sit on the couch and watch hours of Netflix. Or we think of it as the place we grew up in — our hometown where our families live.

I believe that the concept of home does not only apply to where you live and grew up. Home is an idea, a moment in time, a feeling.

Last Spring, I was lucky enough to be able to spend ten days in Madrid, Barcelona and Rome with my best friends. It was my first time ever being out of the country, and I was thousands of miles away from my hometown of Pembroke Pines, Fla. We were disoriented by the six hour time difference, extremely sleep-deprived and jet-lagged, but ready for adventure nonetheless.

Now, we had the full tourist experience. We saw the Prado, the Colosseum, the Vatican, St. Peters Basilica, the Pantheon, the Spanish Steps. You name it, we probably went there. The moments that stick out, though, involve the people I was with, rather than the places I went.

I think of how cool and sophisticated we felt, sitting down at a Spanish cafe and asking the waiter if we could have a bottle of their "finest wine." I think of us running through the rain in Madrid desperately trying to squeeze onto a bus with way too many people. I think of how we all got sick at one point and how we took care of each other, providing one another with Tylenol, water bottles, and a ridiculous amount of coffee. I think of the hidden coffee shop we found on a rooftop in Barcelona that had an amazing view of the city (and smelled strongly of weed).

In particular, I think of a quaint restaurant in Rome where we were seated outside. There were two men standing near our table with a guitar and an accordion, playing the stereotypical music you hear in the movies when you think of Italy.

I remember taking in the atmosphere and then looking around the table at my friends. I had never felt more at home than in that moment.

Home should evoke a feeling of familiarity and reassurance. Home should make you think of the people you love. For those who watch "The Office," in the season finale, Creed pointed out that, "No matter how you get there or where you end up, human beings have this miraculous gift to make that place home."

I was on a different continent, in a completely new culture, trying to navigate through languages that I couldn't speak. But I found home in a small corner of Italy that day.