Friends

After the fiasco from picking Jessica up at the airport I made sure I gave myself plenty of time to get to the terminal. I gave myself so much time that I ended up waiting for twenty minutes at the gate before Kelsey Baye found me waiting outside the wrong door. As it turns out there is a door from people coming from EU territories and another door from non EU flights. I was waiting outside the non EU door which is the main one. Kelsey said she hadn't seen Becca as they had taken separate flights. We decided to cover both doors just in case, ten minutes later Kelsey returned with Becca in tow who was carrying a bag, a suitcase, and a painting. We walked down the road to my apartment so the girls could settle in. The previous night my roommates Stephanie's new boyfriend was on the couch. I hadn't counted on his presence as he had spent the previous weekend in our apartment. In addition to the couch not being available, I had originally planned on borrowing a mattress from a girl across the hall, but one of her roommates had guests. So I had nowhere for my two guests to stay. It worked out alright in the end, mostly because Becca II was staying with her family in their hotel. For the first two nights Becca I slept in Becca II's bed, and Kelsey slept in my bed. I piled all my clothes on the floor and slept with the airline blanket I stole. The girls unpacked, and we stopped at pizza boom for lunch. Becca got a pizza and Kelsey and I had suppli. We had a few hours before I had to go to my Italian class, so I showed them the amazing Piazza Venezia, and along the way the cat sanctuary. We had just enough time to explore all the beautiful outlooks, and the free part of the museum exhibit. I had set an alarm on my phone to ensure that I would get to class on time, and the girls came with me. We took the stairs of death, a good work out to burn our suppli calories. Kelsey and Becca sat in the computer lab on campus while I went to class, luckily Italian is only an hour and a half as opposed to my three hour lectures. Once I was done with the only class I had during their visit, we went to Gianicolo hill to see the overlook of the city. It was time to head back to the apartment for supper. We had macaroni and cheese with wine, and spent most of the evening catching up on each others busy adventurous lives. We planned to do the Vatican museum on Friday morning, but not even the prospect of an early morning could get us into bed at a decent time. For as tired as I was after this weekend I don't regret it for a minutes.