Well, it took a lot but I packed, got to the airport, checked in, and am now in flight to JFK for a 11 hour layover. You know that means, I'm going to Neeeewww Yoooorrrrrkkkk (think Alicia Keys)! Yep, definitely hoping to explore Time Square, Ground Zero, Central Park, and at least see the Statue of Liberty. I'm excited.
As far as the rest of my flight goes, I'll be back at JFK by 3 to depart by 5 and arrive in Milan by 8 am on Monday morning.
The flight is going okay. I'm in the back of the plane so I'm feeling the turbulence even more than usual. Thinking of where this plane is taking me helps me get through the bumps. I also had a mini panic attack while we were taking off. You would think after jumping out of a plane at 14,000 feet in Australia I would be over my fear of flying, but nope I'm not.
A lot is going through my head right now. For one, I still don't believe that I am going to Milan. It's just so surreal Just 4 years ago I was homeless, broke and penniless. But now, I'm going to Europe. So many people only dream of doing this in their lifetime and I'm doing it. It's such a blessing and I am so thankful for the opportunity. Yet still, I realize that I was so in denial about whether or not I would make it to Italy that I never spent the necessary time to be excited. But now that I'm in flight I have all these questions and things I can't wait to see. What are my roommates going to be like? What is my apartment going to look like in person? How soon can I get some gelato and AUTHENTIC pizza? Do I know enough Italian to do simple things like buy groceries? I can't wait to go to my first classes. That last one wasn't a question, but a revelation, and a scary one at that. I'm actually excited to start the semester, and why wouldn't I be. I'll be in Milan.
But first to explore the big apple. This should be fun. Stay tuned for a detailed description of my time in the concrete jungle.
Thanks for sharing in this BLESSING with me.