This was one of the longest days of my life. After getting ready and finishing up packing I squeezed into the tiny Italian elevator and tried to make my way downstairs. I say try because I got stuck halfway between the first and second floors. Luckily a guy I had met the night before came along to let me out. I checked out of the hostel and then made my way to the airport. The Rome airport is one of the craziest places I have been to. It was a good thing I showed up early because there were all kinds of random security checkpoints. Places where some officers just decided to stop and check everybody's passport. After finally making it on to the airplane I settled in for the longest 11 hours of my life. The plane was tiny compared to the plane I took to London, but since I was so tired I really didn't care. Conclusion I guess that this is where is ends, or maybe this is the point at which the rest of my life begins. I have learned more in the past few weeks than I did during the past few years of my life. The time seems to have flown by so fast, and yet it seems like ages ago when I stepped off the plane in London. I have changed so much that I almost don't recognize the person I was. There is something priceless about being able to take life day by day and not be able to predict what will happen. Each and everyday day held surprises and adventures for me, from navigating the tube in London, to decided to "stroll" around Venice at midnight, this trip has been anything but predictable. I have been living my life in a kind of super-speed mode. It will be nice, but strange, to return to normal life. But then again, I have to keep reminding myself that when I get home I only have a couple of days before I pack up and go to college. The life I used to know is now gone. When I began this trip I didn't realize it but, I said left the life I've known up until this point and set off on the beginning of the rest of my life, and I couldn't have imagined a better way to begin my new life than this....