Thursday, June 30, 2011

Arrivederci America!



Well, the day is finally here (...almost). Tomorrow night I take off, landing in Rome on Saturday morning. From there I will hang out in the airport with those who have already arrived as we await the arrival of all of our classmates. Then we'll hop on a bus for a three hour bus ride to Perugia, where I hope will grant me some of my first views of the Eternal City, the magnificent Italian countryside, and our hilltop home. I hope my tendency to not be able to sleep on long trips before life changing events does not continue. Luckily, I'm on a non-stop overnight flight, and I'm hoping that will also minimize the toll of jet lag as well. 




...packing...
Ah, everyone's least favorite part of any trip, the packing. This explosion of things and clothes all over my room was just the beginning. Though I was happy with what I cut everything down to, after putting it all in suitcases it still seems like too much. Compound that with the fact that I will be returning with more trinkets, souvenirs, and various other knickknacks and that could be a problem. But I guess there is always squishing and cramming, and that is a problem for a month from now :P Despite following every packing tip I've learned before and picked up while planning, it is hard to make sure I have everything I need while trying not to overpack. As long as I don't cripplingly realize that I forgot something essential once I get there, it should be okay.

(Hopefully) Everything I need

In the midst of tearing apart my room looking for things I may or may not need, I came across this little gem - my journal from England, when I was just a wee lad of 9.
Not pictured: Coherent sentences


It gave me a nice little laugh, but also brought back some great memories. I learned a few things by finding this gem as well. A. My handwriting was really, really bad. Like seriously. Just awful. B. This will be the second time I'm abroad for the Fourth of July. While the first time around was pretty uneventful (except for our first restaurant experience being a Burger King, that was very patriotic), I feel like we will make the presence of Americans very clear. And C, the most relevant point, is that while re-reading over what I wrote over ten years ago, I could both relive the experiences I remembered vividly and be reminded of the experiences that time had blurred, despite the awkward run-ons and mundane details that I suppose seemed important at the time.

To those of you who read, I thank you! I look forward to sharing my trip with all of you. I hope you find it entertaining and possibly even informative. While I'm in Italy, I won't have my lovely iPhone, so you can text me if you wish but I won't get it for a month :P I will be getting a phone over there, but that will be mainly for domestic purposes. Of course there's always Facebook to contact me, but feel free to add me on Skype (jordanallan18) or send me an email (jallan@clemson.edu) if you want to keep in touch!

1 comment:

  1. just a heads up... european buses are WAY smaller than american ones. not as much leg room at all -- luckily that shouldn't be much of a problem for you. enjoy it and soak it all in! tip: staying up the night before your red-eye flight will allow you to sleep on the plane

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