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09/04/2006

My journey begins. The day started this morning bright and early. I spent the morning with one of my closest friends, Britt, enjoying my last American Starbucks coffee and Noah's bagel. As we drove to the airport in her mini cooper, my pink Barbie luggage squishing me against the window, I realized...there is no going back. I absorbed all the San Francisco sights as I thought about the journey ahead of me. When I arrived at San Francisco International airport I was greeted with familiar faces. Ten of my sorority sisters stood in line waiting to check in their luggage. Although we were all filled with excitement, the look of terror spread across our faces. Of course I was the only one with two huge pink pieces of luggage, matching of course. After checking in my Barbie bags and getting my boarding pass, our group of 40 met together and checked in with our escort. We passed through security and arrived at the gate, where we sat anxiously awaiting the call for boarding. As we were waiting a man came on the speaker , "Miss Tamara Lugliani please come up to the podium please." I walked up to the podium and find out that my isle seat (which I was so looking forward to) had been changed to a window seat. Instead of panicking, I hoped that I would have friends around me...little did I know that I would be sitting (once again squished against the window) next to a little old German couple, with a screaming baby in front of me and kid kicking my chair behind me. Rather than using this as a bad foreshadowing of my next four months I just took it as it was and thought I would use it to entertain you. Right now I am sitting here in the most ghetto airplane five hours into the flight watching a movie on a screen that barely works...let me tell you, MY ADVENTURE HAS BEGUN. Only four more hours to go and I plan to use those hours to get some sleep. Tomorrow I will be in Italy and my semester abroad will begin. Until then...arrivaderci.