Saturday, January 14, 2006

The First of a Few Journal Entries

I own a journal given to me as a gift by a friend named Megan. The gift was palanca for my last L.O.G. retreat as a volunteer in Goleta in April of 2001. After graduatiing from Westmont I took this journal with me on my 11 day trip to Europe with my friend Timmy. During that trip, my friend Megan passed away from ovarian cancer. So to remember her, I try to take along this notebook whenever I travel overseas (and sometimes I write a fair amount, and sometimes not at all). Also, it is a very good cutting board for cheese and bread meals.

January 14 6:30 a.m.

We've made it, we've slept and it's the early am of Jane, Erin & Steve's two weeks in Europe. On a clear day at SFO we flew direct to Frankfurt, then sat around feeling dizzy (Jane) for four hours waiting for our flight to Fiumicino in Rome. Thus far, we've already exposed Erin to naked boobies in print, on tv, and with the shower acting up this morning, Erin may have exposed herself to Jane. Who knows?

We're staying a long walk (not as far as good ol' Timmy and I) from the Termini train station at Hotel Tempio di Pallade. Last night we ate at a restaraunt two streets down where I mistakenly ordered 10 euro appetizers for three of us. This allowed for a delicious abundance of antipasto and an immediate lesson in how not to order food. The price of this lesson was 30 euros.

We're currently sitting around because breakfast isn't served until 7:30 am and we all woke up at 5. Referring back one page to the first (and only) honeymoon entry into this journal (which said that our plane was filled with 50 teenagers from a people-to-people exchange and that we couldn't escape adolescents if we flew 10,000 miles), we were in the lobby of our hotel last night and what was there but large group of Italian teenagers. Oy Vey!

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