It is strange how many mixed emotions one feels before they get ready to study abroad. I felt every single emotion humanly possible all at once. I was excited about traveling to Italy, a place I have never been before, and have always dreamed of going. I was nervous about the language barrier, having never learned a single word of Italian. I was in anticipation of the carb haven which awaited me. The month before I left flew right on by, especially because my mother was off to Hawaii for 2 weeks prior to my departure. I also wanted to make sure I said all my goodbyes, and then some. I ventured up to New Paltz for a few nights to say goodbye to everyone there, because by the time I fly home their semester will have ended. I was also very grateful for the wonderful friends in my life who attended my going away party in Queens.
Luckily, just by chance I was flying on the same flight as another New Paltz student, Kara, so I had the comfort of knowing I would not be alone upon my arrival. I was also fortunate enough to have the knowledge that the housing service in Milan would be at the airport upon arrival to whisk us off to our individual apartments. Considering my lack of prior exposure to the Italian language, these were blessings for me.
There was a lot that had to be done before I left. My flight was the same day as the Super Bowl, which was unfortunate however, Milan trumps football any day. My parents took me to the airport, and I was off to the biggest adventure of my life.