Waiting for our flight in Rome!
(oh yeah, forgot to mention, I dyed my hair purple the Tuesday before I left for the weekend)
That night we got ready to go out at around 10 because these people are crazy and they don't go out until like 12. We went to this little bar that had free popcorn called Le Serano. It was a tiny little bar with one bathroom but it was fun meeting a ton of people and swapping study abroad stories. After that (I'm assuming it was around 2am at this time) we went to the club Bling Bling. Very fun club but some fuzzy memories. Ended up getting home around 5-6am I believe. SO, not including my 20 minute nap on the plane, I had been awake for close to 23 hours straight! Slept until 2:30 in the afternoon! Then went to get some food with my guy friends who are studying in Barcelona too. We tried to go to the zoo but it was closing unfortunately. After that, we walked around Barcelona for awhile, shopped, got some desserts, and then I made my way back alone to the apartment I was staying. I like walking in big cities alone for some reason. I think it's so interesting how alone everyone can be while surrounded by millions of people. And not alone like lonely, but just alone.
Anyways, moving on. That night we went to Opium and had an "early" night.. getting home at 4:30am. This time I woke up at 10 and we went to the market where we got the BEST meal ever for only 5 euros (it was like Chipotle but even better)! It was delicious. And these little juice things made with pure fruit juices. It was Halloween but it hardly felt like it. Halloween in Europe definitely isn't celebrated the same way. Just not as hyped up. After that we went back to the apartment to take an unsuccessful nap and then ended up going to this spot called the Bunker that looks over the city. It was a hike but it was cool. We went to Sam Feldt concert that night and had a fantastic time! Getting home around 5am. Flight was leaving at 11:20 so we woke up at 7am to leave the apartment, catch a bus, and get to the airport on time.
Before going out to Opium!
My "chipotle" aka best meal ever
At the market!! Those juices^^ are life
The market
All was fine until the worst day of my entire life began.
We were standing in our boarding line, completely exhausted from the weekend, when we were pulled aside for we weren't even sure what for. They definitely picked us out of the crowd to have us check our bag. They were going to try to charge us 50 euros to check it. Me being my stubborn self started getting mad and retaliated. I was not trying to pay 50 euros for my bag that I CARRY ON EVERY FLIGHT. So I was being difficult saying I don't understand why I can't carry this on when I do every flight and refusing to pay and this stupid ugly bitch, excuse my language but I hate her, says "ok you don't come then"... and was serious. When I realized she was serious I immediately apologized, offered to pay, offered to pay her off, continuously apologized again and again, cried, begged, explained why I was so upset about having to pay, asked her to understand, was literally on my knees at one point but her mind was made up that I was not getting on the plane. I watched my friends walk onto the plane while I was left there, completely exhausted, to find a way home from Barcelona. Walked around the airport for about 30 min before finding the right place to buy a new plane ticket. Luckily there were 2 other Americans in the same boat as me. Had a little pity party for ourselves and then when we got to our gate and I was charging my phone the breakdown happened, and lets just say it wasn't a little breakdown. I don't usually show my feelings too well so once the tears started falling it was hard to stop. Lots of bottled up emotions from more than just the missed flight were coming out. A random girl even came up and gave me a piece of chocolate and a hug while I was trying to eat my sandwich because I looked that pathetic. LOL. Flight was at 4:30 so had a couple hours at the airport but I couldn't sleep because I was scared I wasn't going to wake up for my flight. Finally got on the plane (boarding guy didn't even give my bag a second glance) and took a little 30 min nap. Got to the Rome airport, took a bus to the train station. My mom had bought me a weird online train ticket so frantically looked around for where to print it. Found the place, had to beg people to let me in front of them because I was going to miss my train, got it printed, sprinted to my platform which was THE LAST one in the place, and the Rome train station is not small. Finally sat on the train, of course right across from this beautiful put together girl and her hot boyfriend, which I was dripping sweat, still hadn't slept, probably looked like a crack head, and put on my headphones and tried not to cry again.. somewhat unsuccessfully. Couldn't sleep again because I didn't want to miss stop and finally got to Orvieto. Saw people in my program and was able to cab up the hill and FINALLY made it home at around 10 PM. (remember my lack of sleep from the first 2 nights, the 2 hours I had that night, and then the being awake from 7am?) I'm sure you can imagine how exhausted, delirious, sad, distraught, numb, etc... I was. I took a shower and went to sleep.
Anyways, that day was the longest and most emotionally draining I think I have ever ever had in my whole entire life but whatever, I'm alive and fine now, and have learned that there are some seriously evil people working for Ryanair.. which I will be writing to them about (not that they will do anything). Which this was a hell of hard lesson to learn just for that? Everything happens for a reason but I'm not sure why that happened or what else I was supposed to learn. Just to pay 50 because some lady sees your American girls and wants to make you pay?? Umm probably still am never going to check that bag or be chill throwing money away like that.
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