First things first. Sharing a bedroom and bathroom with four other girls is extremely hectic. Thankfully, we're all awesome and were all able to be clean and ready for orientation in the morning. It will be nice to be in our host family's house. Being able to unpack and finally get settled would be nice.
We also had our first class today. Intense is the word I would use to describe it. We went to the Duomo and were able to see Saint Zenobius' relic. This bust of the saint only comes out once or twice a year and we were able to get closer than most people would. The class was a bit overwhelming but we all struggled through. Prof Solberg was nice enough to go through some material with us to make sure we're all on the same page. We all felt a little better after the guidance.
Dinner was amazing, same as last night. Tonight was pizza and wine with tiramisu for dessert. Delicious. All I need for the day to be perfect is for a good night's sleep. Hopefully Krystal won't try to steal my blanket and pillow tonight.
Tomorrow we have our first Medici class, Italian class, and then depart for our host family's. Excitement's in the air.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
One for the Money, Two for the Show, Three to get ready, and Four to GO!
And so here we are on this fated day that is to be the start of my great adventure. Excitement is definitely in the air but, at the same time, despite months of literal preparation I'm still a nervous wreck. Butterflies are aflutter in my stomach, a frog has settled in my throat and I can't seem to get at the itch in the back of my head telling me I have forgotten something vital. Despite these unpleasantries, we push forward. Onward to the plane.
Now it's all a waiting game.
Arriving in Amsterdam was a piece of pie. The eight hour flight over seas was a big ball of fun. And that's only partially sarcastic. The flight boarded on time, left on time, and arrived early. There is an extreme discomfort I have when I am on an airplane, but this was a good trip. The only problem with arriving early means that I have a longer wait in Amsterdam. On the bright side, the airport is lovely and the people are very friendly, although I think I would have liked it there more if I like beer. However, they have a Starbucks and that is the way to my heart.
I also met up with Sherie in Amsterdam and we were able to get to Florence and safely to Hotel Duca D'Aosta. Krystal, Amy, and Steph (other girls from Ripon) and Duncan all came in as Sherie and I were checking in. Having no rooms as of yet to crash in, into the city we went. Pizza near the Duomo and across the river we traveled. We walked for a few hours in the beautiful city and finally retired for an afternoon nap.
A magical start.
Now it's all a waiting game.
Arriving in Amsterdam was a piece of pie. The eight hour flight over seas was a big ball of fun. And that's only partially sarcastic. The flight boarded on time, left on time, and arrived early. There is an extreme discomfort I have when I am on an airplane, but this was a good trip. The only problem with arriving early means that I have a longer wait in Amsterdam. On the bright side, the airport is lovely and the people are very friendly, although I think I would have liked it there more if I like beer. However, they have a Starbucks and that is the way to my heart.
I also met up with Sherie in Amsterdam and we were able to get to Florence and safely to Hotel Duca D'Aosta. Krystal, Amy, and Steph (other girls from Ripon) and Duncan all came in as Sherie and I were checking in. Having no rooms as of yet to crash in, into the city we went. Pizza near the Duomo and across the river we traveled. We walked for a few hours in the beautiful city and finally retired for an afternoon nap.
A magical start.
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