Well, it has been a crazy last few days.  I will give you as short a version as I can and still tell all the important parts.
So on Monday I was doing laundry, homework, and packing and at 9pm we headed to the airport. I was pretty much one of the only people coming in to the airport at the time so security was really easy. My plane left at 11:55pm and unfortunately there were three or more babies and several small children. Needless to say it was a noisy and unrestful flight. I had a layover in New York which was only about 30mins long because the plane was late arriving. The next flight was much better. My row mate was a middle aged South African man who works in the camera business. I was so tired from staying up late that I promptly fell asleep for about half of the flight. The rest of it was spent watching The Secret Life of Walter Mitty and listening to music. 

When I got to London our plane was a bit late and the customs guy told me off for not knowing any of the addresses for the places I was staying but then I got my bags and headed for the Tube. Sadly the exact days I was going to be in London were the days the Tube workers union decided to hold a strike. So when I got on the metro I was informed that it was stopping about 10 stops earlier and that I would have to detour through other lines. Anyway I finally got to the hostel around 10:30 and checked in. Here is what my room looked like:

I explored the neighborhood a bit t, used the internet, hen showered and collapsed in bed. I woke up around 6:30am today and went sight seeing a bit. I walked to Regent's Park, then the Sherlock Holmes Museum. I didn't actually look at the museum but I poked my head in the shop for a bit. Then I headed to the National Gallery to look at some of my favorite artists. I then made my way back to the hostel picked up my luggage and headed to the train station to go to Leeds and the Harrogate. 

Here is a little glimpse of the view out the window:

Today is the day. I am off on another adventure. First stop is England for a week with my friends in Leeds and then I am off to Rome and Siena! Super pumped. This is the first time I'll be traveling solo like this so it is a little intimidating but exhilarating at the same time. I'm galavanting off on my own and it's pretty exciting. I just hope things go smoothly. It should be just fine and lots of fun. 
I don't know if I mentioned this lately but I signed up to do a 7 week internship in Siena. I put my top choice as Art museum work so let's hope that it pans out. Otherwise I will probably work with the chef that I took cooking classes with the last time I was there. Which would also be really fun :)
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So basically I'm not really grasping the whole going across the world bit. Finals week was so ridiculously stressful and busy that I haven't hardly had time to mentally prep for this moment; the moment of departure. 

I know most people hate the airport but to me it's like there is something in the air there, (and I'm not talking about fast food or B.O.) There is this kind of energy. All the people coming and going. Adventures about to begin and adventures just barely ending. I love it. Seriously. You know in UP when Carl goes to the run down house and Ellie is there playing pretend? She yells "Adventure is out there!" That is how airports make me feel. Weird I know. Don't judge. ;)

Anyway you can expect that I will be updating a lot more often with all the crazy and wonderful things that happen so keep an eye out :)

Ciao tutti!