Flying ain't very fun but I'm finally here

Well I have been here for a little a day and half now and I have accomplished several of the quintessential Italian things such as enjoying an espresso (apparently it's faux pas to order coffee with milk in it after lunch), ate a pizza and went shopping! For a towel... you can read all about that little fiasco in my next "Ciao for now" column for MOVE.

The flights were mostly fine except for the very first one when a man on my flight passed out and his wife started shrieking for help. I was sure we were going to die even though we hadn't left the ground. A doctor quickly jumped up though so we all found out who would star as Jack if that plane got LOST.  But it didn't.

I did find some rather ridiculous reads on the in flight magazines, though.

I spent pretty much the whole flights reading The Girl Who Played with Fire on my Grandpa's Kindle that he let me borrow for when I'm in Italy.

When I got here some of the other exchange students from America who were on my flight and I waited for MIL service to pick us up. They dropped us off at our dorm in the nice Mercedes-Benz that they casually picked us up in.

After I got settled in I took a wee nap and then tried to find a towel. Failed at that. Just read about it in MOVE on Friday I will probably get emotional if I talk about it again.

Today I had orientation today and then a tour of campus and my oral exam for the Italian pre-intensive class I am taking. It is quite a bummer I don't know any past tense verbs because that is the only thing that put me in the Beginners class instead of the Intermediate, so the Beginners will be mostly review. But oh well, I should make it up to Intermediate by the time the semester long class starts.

After orientation business was through I went to get my first espresso with my new Australian friends Alex and Rhianna. Rhianna had to do all the ordering, though, because she has been here for a couple weeks and has two years of Italian experience compared to my mere semester. Then we went to Corso Buenos Aires for a bit of shopping. Italian sizes are definitely a lot smaller than American sizes... but it was cool because everything is half off right now mostly because stores are trying to get rid of last season's stuff before they put out there stuff for spring in February.

My first pizza!

Well it's getting pretty late here, so I am off to bed before another round of orientation type things tomorrow. I still need to get an international SIM card, as well. And hopefully some killer shoes.

Some pics of my room.

Ciao for now!