How Italy makes me feel

I am now on my 12th day in Italy and here are some of my impressions:
1) Italy makes me feel small and insignificant. Everything is so grand, rich and vibrant here. The architecture is mind-blowing and colossal, the history is long and convoluted, the overall scenery is picturesque and infused with culture. I am so in awe with this country that my small feats and challenges seem like nothing at all.
2) Italians blend into their country. I think because the scenery, architecture and history are grandiose enough, Italians don't feel the need to out-shine their country. So, they wear dark, classy attire, take long relaxing lunch breaks, and remember to admire their surroundings everyday.
3) I can't stand American tourists. You know how we get the stereotype of being loud and obnoxious? Well, it's reality here. American travelers tend to feel the need to announce that they are from America, whether through their loud clothing, loud behavior, or just simply being loud! So this is how I see it: imagine it's our freshman year in high school. The Europeans are the kids who have a long standing history at the school already. Their parents and siblings went to the same school. As a result, the Europeans don't need to prove themselves because the school administrators are already familiar with them. The Americans, on the other hand, are the brand new kids who just moved from a totally different state. The school knows nothing about them because they have no history. So, the Americans have to establish and prove themselves at the school. Thus, sometimes resulting in statement-making behavior. American tourists in general can't just blend in, they have to stand out (and sometimes overshadow).