The day of departure I was super excited. I was actually on my way to ahat I knew was going to be the best summer ever! I had a little anxiety flying solo with two stops and no way to contact those who were picking me up in Venice. But hey as me and my friends would say YODO (and no I didn't not spell YOLO wrong). In a nutshell my flight to Venice consisted of a lot of sitting, running, and sweating. Yes I was one of those travelers you feel bad for running around in the terminals, but hey I didn't miss any of my flights! Although in Madrid I did get a lot of funny looks as I stood in line flop sweating (from running) in tank top and leggings while they were wearing pants and jackets. Which is one thing I learned about Spaniards, they can withstand a lot of heat, it completely baffles me. When I arrived in Venice I am pleased to say all my luggage arrived with me thank goodness. Walking out I was relieved to see the faces of Andrew and Kyle and thus began my adventure abroad. Look for a blog about Italy soon!!!
Hasta Luego, Adios, Ciao
Below is what would be a pic of my airplane food but here in Sevilla the internet is pretty much a photo per every 3hrs. Overall it looked amazing but oddly all food tasted rather similar, hence I ate very little of it.
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