Not Real Life.

     After the LONGEST DAY OF MY LIFE I am finally here in Florence! Trust me, I make no exaggeration when I say the LONGEST. The first plane we took was 7 hours to Munich, Germany, the land of pretzels and beer. I am so thankful to have had Britni sitting right across the aisle from me to hold my hand because I sure as hell crushed it. The flight wasn’t bad at all though. I never thought that would come out of my mouth, I mean it may be the wine talking, but I mainly talked the entire time, which calmed my nerves massively. I’m not gonna lie I really enjoyed the food too. Everyone has horror stories about plane food but clearly they did not have what I did. Good job Lufthansa. I opted for the chicken dish with mashed potatoes and chocolate mousse. Fancy, huh? We got reaaaally lucky with our first flight but then came the 3-1/2 hour layover, which felt like an eternity. As nice as the Munich airport was there's only so much one can do. We were all just so anxious to get to Florence until we saw the second plane. It was small and fat and there was more luggage then that plane definitely could hold. For some reason I was miserable on that flight and I don’t know why. It’s not like it was ultra bumpy or anything, I think it was just a combination of a lot of things. I’ll spare you the details of the next part. Long story short, there was lost luggage, nausea, tears, a crazy taxi, no keys, 100 stairs and broken backs. But that’s all in the past. It could only go up from there (right?)

     Last night a bunch of us went out to dinner. Wine was obviously ordered, as was penne and mini meatballs in a lemon sauce. It was such a cute place and they sat us in a back private room. I had my first gelato afterwards even though I was stuffed from dinner.  I got a strawberry cake flavor. The name of it was obviously a lot longer but I don’t remember it at all. Delicious nonetheless.

     So I’m now sitting in my living room with my housemates.  Our house is beautiful. We have a roof top balcony that looks over Florence and I live with 7 other girls. You could tell it is one of the older apartments. Aside from a smelly fridge, no water pressure, broken dishwasher, non working burners and no hot water, things are finally starting to get somewhat settled here. We are unpacked and groceries have been bought (just a little for now). There are still sooo many things to do and figure out and it is so so so overwhelming (culture shock anyone?) but I think we are going out tonight, which is exciting. But before that the game plan is siesta and an icy shower!