Tuesday, November 2

Last day in Italy

This is our last day in Italy and it's about 11:30 in the morning here. We've had our apartments inspected for anything broken or misplaced and almost all of our stuff is packed. At least mine is. But then again I started packing about week and a half ago. And our apartment was said to be the cleanest! I'm probably lame for thinking that's a good thing, but I think it is. I'm going to miss a lot of things about Italy but it's made me appreciate the States more. It's hard to get accustomed to a new culture, even if it's only slightly different.

I'm dreading the plane ride home. We have a three hour bus ride at one in the morning to the airport in Rome and then we wait until the line opens up, then about a two hour flight into Frankfurt. Then we have a three-hour layover in Frankfurt and it'll be in the dead of night. Then we have about a nine or ten hour flight from Frankfurt to Atlanta and apparently we need to tack on another hour just to get through customs. It's so intense to fly international. I think I'll be a wreck when I get home. I have a tendency to not be able to fall asleep on a bus or plane but hopefully I'll just be so exhausted I'll pass out. If not, I can catch up on some movies and read a book, which I'll probably finish. I hate to admit it, but I'm excited to have time to read. Hopefully I can finish the books I started on my computer. I think I might just be excited to be on the way home. Time here has gone from flying by to slowing down like when you're waiting for Christmas. I can barely stand it! But I'll be home soon and I can't wait. I miss everyone so much.