6:40 AM: I wake up to my dad blasting into my room, turning on the light and standing next to the door because he knows I would have just rolled over and gone right back to sleep.
7:00 AM: Headed to the airport
7:15: found out that my flight to ATL (My first stop) was cancelled
7:50 AM: Arrive to the airport
While at the airport I was able to get my flight moved from ATL to Chicago but I was going to have a 3 hour lay over... NBD
8:40 Am I board my flight from SLC to Chicago and start to fall asleep, right until we fire up our engines and then a second later shut down, the captain comes on the raido to say that they are going to pull off the runway and wait around 40 min for the weather to calm down.
12:15 PM: WE FINALLY TAKE OFF FOR CHICAGO
3:15 PM: Arrive in Chicago, my flight for Rome departs at 3:20...
I Start to sprint from my gate and randomly decide to make a turn down a hallway and ask a worker if she knows where the international airline is? She tells me the directions and all I could think was easy squeezey I got this, if you ever have been to the Chicago... It's pretty dang big, I had to sprint out of security, wait on a train, get on the train and then wait about 5-10 min to get to my gate, sprint to international security, I had to wait for some retards that have never flown before that had to re-go through security about 40 times cause they were setting the buzzer off. After I got through security I was sprinting to my gate and got picked up by a dude in a cart and he drove me to my gate, I show up and they were holding the door for ME! haha i get on the plane and enjoyed a 9 hour flight with a girl next to me from Minnesota that has never left the states haha what a way to bust out!
I get to Rome at 8 am and after venting through customs and all I pop a squat at the baggage claim.... Have any of you been alone in europe and been the last person at the baggage claim and wait until the convair belt stops turning... and you're one bag short... pardon my french but the only thing I mustard out was FUCK!!
I've been here in Rome for almost 2 days and still wearing the same underwear that i arrived in, I have i think 2 shirts? and thats it for cloths, but who cares it's my 23rd Birthday and I'm in Rome.... time to do what the Romans do... whatever that means, but hopefully I will get my bags later tomorrow afternoon cause if I don't get my bags at all tomorrow I'm almost positive that I won't be seeing my cloths AT ALL!!
On the side note, I have 7 bad ass roommates and a run down bachelor pad, I'll have a video to explore it all later BUT! all you need to know we have a shower at our place that you can literally dump and shower!! The shower head is right about the toilet you are sitting on!
3 of my roommates go to Univ. of Az
1 goes to Wesconsion
1 goes to school in Chicago
1 goes to Univ. of Tenn
I'll post pictures and stuff later but right now it's time to get ready for the night, shits going to get real!
PEACE
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