Greetings from
Once again, I apologize for not writing sooner. As soon as we hit the ground in
Day 1 and 2: The Beginning of a Beautiful Journey (Tuesday, September 2nd – Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008)
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Getting on the plane almost became a tragedy for me. I said good bye to my family and I got on the airplane when my zone loaded. When I got past the Gate agent at the top of the jet way, I showed him my passport and my ticket and got on the plane like I have always done on my international travels. I got to my seat near the front of the plane and I began to get situated. I put my bags down and having a window seat, I had to cross over a gentleman already sitting. I put my computer in my seat and my HUGE hiking Kelty ® backpack in the overhead compartment. I began to unpack things I would need for the flight (Books, I-Pod, etc.) when the realization hit that I COULD NOT FIND MY PASSPORT. A feeling of sheer terror at the thought of my trip that I worked so hard for ending before it ever began fell over me. I searched franticly through all my bags for my passport and probably walked up and down the jet way three or four times looking for my passport. I knew I had to have it to get on the plane so I knew it had to be near me somewhere. The airline workers noticed my distress and asked me what was wrong. When I told them I couldn’t find my passport, they had everyone searching for it frantically. The gentleman to my side started checking around himself to make sure he did not have it either. It was one of the scariest times of my life. I began praying to God that I could find my passport. That my trip would be successful and that some how, some way, I would be able to find one of the most important documents I could ever have for international travel.
A few minutes later, the gentleman sitting in front of me found my passport in his seat and held it up. I WAS SO RELIEVED!!!!! I thanked him with every fiber of my being and thanked all of those who searched for it for their help. I remember sitting down in my seat, slightly embarrassed, soaked in sweat, my heart beating 1000 beats per second, thanking God that I found my key to
The flight took off about an hour late, but I did not care. I was on the plane. I was on my way, with my passport, for the journey of a lifetime. My mom continually reminded me that I might never get to see these places again in my lifetime so make it count. I prayed that I would make this trip count and that I would get to see things that I could tell my children about and that I would be blessed to be apart of this program.
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Day 3: Orientation and Welcome!!!! (September 4th, 2008)
The day started out with waking up to the local rooster crowing at day break. WAY TOO EARLY FOR US!!! The group met for breakfast and went to our orientation class for the semester. The professors introduced themselves and talked to us about making this trip count. We also held our first classes of our semester.
Allow me to explain how our classes work. Classes are an hour and twenty min long unless specified. Each student has odd day and even day classes. On the overall schedule, all the class days are numbered 1-40. Whenever a class day is odd numbered, students will attend odd classes and whenever a class day is even numbered … You get the idea. Anyway, we has odd day classes throughout the late morning and afternoon.
After dinner, we had our Benvenuti party. We met downstairs in the classroom and played games to get used to the idea of living with each other for the next few months. If you think that Faulkner is small, try living with the same 50 people twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. You see the same people every day. It can get real interesting. We played guess who, a game in which each person writes an interesting fact about themselves and everyone guesses who it is. We also played musical chairs and then we broke up for the night.
Day 4: Meeting the Town: Even Class Days and Citerna Fun!!! (September 5th, 2008)
Nothing really exciting happened today. The only real exciting thing that happened was our meeting some of the local teenagers of Citerna. We have gained many friends within the city. People in
Day 5: OUR FIRST TRIP: CORTONA!!!! (September 7, 2008)
After our classes ended at about 3:00 on Saturday, we took our first trip out of Citerna as a group to the town of
Day 6: SUNDAY: FLORENCE AND THE UFFIZI MUSEUM
Sunday started EXTREMELY early for all of us this past Lord’s Day. The whole group had to be on a bus at
After the worship service, we changed clothes and made a mad dash to a bus stop so we could get to the other side of the city where the
Conclusion:
Our first week has been exciting. We have a long way to go but we are doing well. We are tired, but doing well. I will try to update the blog once a week. Love y'all and PRAY HARD.
In and because of Him,
Your brother in Christ
KC
Συνέκδημος υμων
(THE FELLOW TRAVELER OF YOU)
1 comment:
Good to know that you do listen to me! LOL! Sounds like you are very busy and having a blast. Soak it all in! You need to post the pictures and video...they do not seem to be attached. Love you lots, MOM
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