domenica 18 dicembre 2011

Days 110-117: The End

     These last few days have been spent finishing exams, shopping, and packing. I can't believe my time here is over. I have learned so much in this time and I am going to miss my host family and some Italian traditions that have really grown on me, like family dinner. Some crazy stuff has happened the last few days; there was a shooting outside of my school. It was a racist event and the man ended up killing himself after killing three of the cart sellers. It was really sad and the whole city was rioting and unsafe.
     Tonight, December 16 at 6 pm, I said goodbye to my host family, took my bags, and then Nick and I took a train to Rome. We left a day earlier than anticipated because of course there was a train strike in the morning.
     We rented a room to put our suitcases in, then explored the nightlife (or lack thereof). We ended up falling asleep and missed the train we were supposed to take; we would've missed our flight too but Nick's friend woke us up! We took a taxi to the airport, rushed through security as fast as we could and then.... the planes were all late by over two hours. We ended up making our plane and left Italy behind. After spending hours upon hours waiting, I had a direct flight home to Boston.
     My time here is officially over!

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