Everyone smiles in the same language

I cried when the plane left raleigh. I wouldn't call myself a home body; I live for travel, but home is where the heart is. And right now my home is in Raleigh and my heart's got jet lag. It will catch up, I promise! Mom said I'm not one to let "grass grow under my feet". I promised Daniela I'd keep smiling as long as she did! I'm smiling, but it may bew decieving. I'm not quite sure who I am right now (as I sit on the plane). If you have ever been in a place where you don't know a soul, you may understand what I mean. I'm not lost, but merely I can be whoever I want to be. Just imagine! If I so decide, I may assume an alternate identity, just for kicks. Hell, I may be Clark Gorman for the next eight hours. Or maybe, I want to be an exclusive designer for fashion week in Paris or a yogi going to a conferance in India. No but really, I know no one and no body knows me. I'm literally flying into the unknown and I realy do like it (besides that ting of fear. or is it anticipation?). Don't worry my loves, I will always remember who I am and where I come from. It is too deep rooted. I read something in proverbs a couple weeks ago that reminded me of this. It said something like you may choose your journey but God chooses your steps. Thats where I am for now.

A girl from Belgrade sat next to me on the plane. If you don't know where that is think Bosnia, It is in one of the slovican countries. Anyway she spoke English, was 24 and also a Junior (my American standards). She was great and we talked about fashion and read magazines. There were 4 cute italian boys sitting next to me. They had on sweatshirts that said UCSD. and of course i wanted to know what that meant. My belgrade friend joked with me that they were going where i was going and i should talk to them. Well, I sorta forgot that I didn't speak Italian. So that didn't work. They spoke only Italian. My phrase book has become my best friend. Anyway, more to come. Gotta run get ready for dinner. I will catch up on what has happened since I got off the plane and I sure the next 6 hours will involve last more euphoric happenings to write about. love from italy. nic