Journal Entry: Four

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January 16th, 2019

I slept for 2 hours last night. I am absolutely exhausted. I tried to stay up all day so maybe I could sleep well tonight. This morning Meghan and I walked to a restaurant called Pimm’s for a free breakfast sponsored by the university. I had a croissant and a cappuccino.

After breakfast, we went to an orientation presentation that lasted 2 hours. I barely stayed awake.

Anna is sleeping in Meg’s bed right now. We are going to lunch in the dining hall soon.

Journal Entry: Three

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January 15th, 2019

I woke up at 4 a.m. and looked photo albums Denise left on the desk beside my bed. At 6:30, I heard Denise fumbling with the cappuccino machine in the kitchen. I ate a croissant with my coffee just like she said. At 8:00, Denise’s driver, a man of roughly forty named Antonio, picked us up and drove us to the university. Antonio and Denise talked for the entire car ride. I tried to listen for words I recognized.

Move in went smoothly. I am in my apartment now, unpacked and settled. The black, rain-proof boots my mom bought me really hurt. I’ll have to buy a new pair soon.

I just ate lunch with Deirdre in the dining hall.

Everything is so beautiful but I feel a little homesick. My other roommates haven’t arrived yet. I think I live with Meghan Fors. The name tag on the door only says Meghan, no last name.

I’m going to rest now.

It is 10:36 p.m. and Meg is here. It is Meghan Fors and we just said hello. After my nap today, I went to the grocery store called Coop across the Tiber River. I bought yogurt, granola, honey, and tangerines. Then I met up with Anna and we strolled for a bit.

Journal Entry: Two

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January 14th, 2019

First day in Rome. We landed at Fiumicino Airport at 10:30 a.m. Despite being told only to use white taxis, I got in a black one. It turned out fine though. The driver’s name was Giuseppe and he gave me his card.

I waited outside of Denise’s apartment for about fifteen minutes. She is very kind and hospitable. For lunch, she made us tortellini soup with bread and mozzarella. I fell asleep in Matteo’s childhood bedroom after we ate. Matteo is her son. He is grown now with a wife and two sons.

After napping, Denise made me an espresso and we ate some hazelnut cookies together. We talked about American politics as the radio mumbled news in Italian throughout the kitchen. I laid on her couch and watched episodes of Friends until dinner.

Denise made a spinach meatloaf with potatoes, baked olives, cheese, and sun-dried tomatoes. We ate dinner around 8:00 p.m. and then watched more episodes of Friends and crime shows.

I am in bed now. Denise said we will have cappuccinos and chocolate croissants in the morning.