The infinite arrival

Ciao!

I feel like I have been here a month and and the same time have not even arrived yet.

In the past two days I have met and interacted with more people than I have all summer. This truly is like freshman year all over again, or more like summer camp.

This urgency to make friends and orientation to my new living situation and school has been a huge distraction in realizing and taking in where i am: Rome.

Yet at the same time I feel like a could write 12 blogs already on everything that has occurred. The plane ride, for instance, was an interesting cultural comparison. Since my beloved melatonin sleeping aid failed to knock me out, I was stuck with a dead ipod and a wired mentality. So I spent my time observing, stalking, and judging the Italian flight attendents. Right away it was clear they had a value of fashion higher than most in the U.S. While a Southwest, the attendents wear high waisted pleated khakis with a blue polo, here they wore a sharp fitting green suit with a slim navy tie. They were also much more subdued approach to customer service. Not rude, but not necessarily helpful.

I think I am going downtown now for the first time during the day. I will post soon.
Ciao.