arrived alive in US of A
well.. here i am. in the place where i was born and raised tallahassee, florida. i am very tired and have crazy jetlag which is why i am probably up at 7am. it was sad to live italy and europe...and i know i will be missing it much much more in a few weeks or so.. especially since i dont have a return ticket to go back. and i know that i will have to really adjust to living here again since i wont be able to fly back (for a bit) to the wonderful continent of europe.
so last night in guastalla.. went out with the girls ( dam's village friends)had a very tasty pizza with rucola and striachino (spellng) had some drinks and good bye cake made by giorgia.. fruitti di bosco.. ummm- cheese cake with fruit on top...
me and dam just stayed up with a friend.. cause if we went to sleep.. we would never wake up. this past week would we spend at least 8 hours in the hot hot car all day... running errands.
my flight was at 6 50 am... so we had to get there by 3 50...i was terrified to fly. i kept having images of the plane exploding, falling and crashing, spinning and flipping.. i dont know why.. just thinking about how much the half of second before you are burned to death would hurt... very optimisitic huh? i guess i was just being paraniod.. so that was the first flight from bologna to london gatwick.. which ended up being fine.. but i just freaked myself i guess.
second trip was great london to atlanta... i was upgraded to buisness class!! wow.. did i enjoy that. as soon as i figured out that i could order as much champagne as i wanted and that i could totally recline my seat all the way... those images of the plane spinning out of control and burning flesh soon faded away as i ordered my steak and was given a travelling pack with all the essientials of travelling.. like cocoa butter lotion, mouthwash, fresh pair of socks...
really nice. but the plane was much larger.. it makes me feel more stable and relaxed i think. plus i think i feel better being around more people too.
so that worked for me... as soon as i could finally get through passport, secruity, customs, baggage checks.. which took over an hour since landing.. i finally met up with my parents which was lovely and we drove home from atlanta in my mother's new monster montero.. or pajero in italy.. haha. and then i visited some with my aunt who is visiting from san diego... then crashed.. and woke up early as hell... and here i am...
i am a little hungry.. but i am afraid to eat cause everything scares me... nothing looks appetizing...and i dont want to eat chemicals that will give me cancer... so i will be going to the grocery store today and see what i can find...
happy to be home! just got to get over the annoying arriving part...
yea florida
so last night in guastalla.. went out with the girls ( dam's village friends)had a very tasty pizza with rucola and striachino (spellng) had some drinks and good bye cake made by giorgia.. fruitti di bosco.. ummm- cheese cake with fruit on top...
me and dam just stayed up with a friend.. cause if we went to sleep.. we would never wake up. this past week would we spend at least 8 hours in the hot hot car all day... running errands.
my flight was at 6 50 am... so we had to get there by 3 50...i was terrified to fly. i kept having images of the plane exploding, falling and crashing, spinning and flipping.. i dont know why.. just thinking about how much the half of second before you are burned to death would hurt... very optimisitic huh? i guess i was just being paraniod.. so that was the first flight from bologna to london gatwick.. which ended up being fine.. but i just freaked myself i guess.
second trip was great london to atlanta... i was upgraded to buisness class!! wow.. did i enjoy that. as soon as i figured out that i could order as much champagne as i wanted and that i could totally recline my seat all the way... those images of the plane spinning out of control and burning flesh soon faded away as i ordered my steak and was given a travelling pack with all the essientials of travelling.. like cocoa butter lotion, mouthwash, fresh pair of socks...
really nice. but the plane was much larger.. it makes me feel more stable and relaxed i think. plus i think i feel better being around more people too.
so that worked for me... as soon as i could finally get through passport, secruity, customs, baggage checks.. which took over an hour since landing.. i finally met up with my parents which was lovely and we drove home from atlanta in my mother's new monster montero.. or pajero in italy.. haha. and then i visited some with my aunt who is visiting from san diego... then crashed.. and woke up early as hell... and here i am...
i am a little hungry.. but i am afraid to eat cause everything scares me... nothing looks appetizing...and i dont want to eat chemicals that will give me cancer... so i will be going to the grocery store today and see what i can find...
happy to be home! just got to get over the annoying arriving part...
yea florida