After returning from Rome, It was only a mere three days of work before I bid farewell to my home in Tuscany and boarded my plane for home.
After reaching my layover city, London, I realized how incredibly stupid I was to think I'd score a hotel room as I had arrived in the MIDDLE of the Wimbleton tournament. Local hotels had SKYROCKETED in price to nearly $300 / night, and frankly, that's just too damn much money for this poor kid. So... like any travelling student, I found myself a semi-comfy looking chair, stacked my luggage around me like a four-year old's fort, and tried to get some rest. The next thing I know, i'm being harassed by a ticket agent at 4 in the morning yammering on about something to do with me not being where i'm supposed to. So, groggy as hell, I paced around the airport, wheeling my suitcases up and down the concourse. After a good 20 minutes of pacing, i settled down at the 24 hr Starbucks, had myself a latte, and found a chair suitable for at least a good hour's rest. By that time, I was a bit wound up so I threw on my iPod, watched the entirety of "No Country for Old Men", a few Family Guy's and slipped right into the unconscious unknown.
FINALLY, after getting up, spending a few hours wheeling around, getting magazines, and entertaining myself any way I possibly could, it was time to check my luggage in. Everything went without a hitch... despite my two bottles of grappa, truffle paste, and miriad of gifts i was bringing home to my family, i made it through security!
7 Hrs later I finally landed in Baltimore and was extremely glad to see my family. Again, security was reasonably cool with me, and provided no major hassles.
After a good two days of sleeping ( / resetting my internal clock) I got myself back on my feet and gave my family their gifts. Everyone seemed pretty appreciative, which definitely made me happy since I spent a LONG time and a lot of thought on each one.
A few days of story-telling, picture-showing, and lots and lots of cooking I had finally settled, and began packing my bags for my cousin's wedding in Florida....
Oy, on to part III =)
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