Kevin McCallister ain't got nothing on us. Okay maybe he does, but still...
Anyway... let's just say that I am no stranger to airports. I even somewhat enjoy just sitting around for a couple of hours, listening to music and watching strange people walk past (you can definitely see some weirdos in airports, am I right??).
The point of this tirade is that I am already sick of all of these planes and airports and lugging around my satchel along with my insanely heavy backpack that includes about 10 pounds of stuff that couldn't go in my checked bags because they were already overweight. Heck, even typing about it makes me tired. My shoulders hurt, my feet are aching to get out of these boots, and my head hurts maybe as much as yours does if you've lasted this long of reading my complaints. And I haven't even boarded my last and longest flight from Philadelphia to Rome. Ugh. Isn't my life so difficult??
Alrightttt I know that my life isn't actually hard at all... I'm doing all of this to get to ITALY! Where I get to live for about 4 months. Yeah, roughing it, I know. I think that's actually why I'm so sick of traveling after such a short time --- I just want to be there already! Luckily, in about 12 hours (give or take a few, I'm still rusty on the time change stuff) I will have arrived in the land of Romulus and Remus!
Until then, I'm going to keep listening to the awesome playlist that I have, composed of the eclectic mix of Mumford & Sons, some Brad Paisley and other country stuff, Ed Sheeran, the Pitch Perfect soundtrack, Imagine Dragons, and other epicness. Yeah I like a lot of kinds of music... Deal with it.
I may also try some horizontal running. If you don't know what this
is from (AKA you haven't seen Pitch Perfect) all I have to say is, think
about your life, think about your choices. Aca-awkward.
These are my thoughts, recommendations, and rants for today. Enjoy. Love you all!