Thursday, January 29, 2009

Ahh, the memories of my pre-Italian world...

My last weekend at Vandy was very pleasant. When I got there and sat my stuff down, most of the guys were still at class or studying, so there weren’t many people there. I did, however, have a few people there, and myself, Benton, and Dunbar had a good lunch at Cheeseburger Charley’s before Benton had to leave for the airport.

Because Benton was leaving for the inauguration weekend, I, being the only one both with a car and without classes, drove him to the airport. It was the first time I’ve been to the Nashville airport, but fortunately Benton gave good directions. It was nice to have a good last chat before we both left. After that, I went back to the suite. Friday was a very video-game-heavy day, not that I’m complaining. I figured that, since I wouldn’t get to play video games for a good long semester, I might as well get some good practice in.

Saturday was actually a really fun day, a day filled with seeing friends and wishing people well. We had a party that night, which was incredibly fun – we stayed up for a long while and just had usual guy-fun activities (I will fill in the details soon). That way, on Sunday, when I had to leave, I wished everyone well and headed out. All in all, it was a really fun way to spend my last American weekend.

I’ll put up pictures and more information in the late morning my time (really early morning your time). I hope everyone is well, and I want everyone to know that I’m safe and doing great. I’ll get you guys some great pictures!

We gathered before the party started. As you can see, it's hard to fit so many people into our suite, but we manage. And we manage well.

When I got there, and even before the party, there are always people playing World of Warcraft on their computer. While it saddens me, they seem to be having a good time.

The girls at the party.

All of us hanging out.

I'm glad I got to spend my last weekend with my Vandy friends, but I was very excited to get going to Siena. With bittersweet goodbyes and a double chocolaty chip frappuccino in my belly, I set back for Huntsville, ready to start a new voyage.


  1. oh God. Why were you drinking crappy American coffee again? YOU'RE GOING TO ITALY.