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So at 550 my alarm went off for me to make sure Linsey and Alaina were up so they could get on the bus by 630 to go to the airport. They got up and were moving around just fine. The room was freezing but that’s because we don’t really understand the thermostat in here. So they headed off and I attempted to go back to sleep. It didn’t really work. Then I finally gave up and got up and started naming pictures that I hadn’t gotten to yet and just missed Linsey and Alaina a lot. It was so sad to be there alone. I am glad Mom is meeting up with me because traveling along after already having traveled for 3 weeks is not appealing to me at all right now.
I tried unsuccessfully to take two naps. In between attempt I went ahead and had some time with God. I read 1 Peter 1 and was really intrigued by verse 17. I thought it was interesting how it talks about God being impartial. I realized that I have always heard about God’s love and so somewhere along the line I developed this mentality of Him being this big loving Father (which He is) who forgives my sins because He loves me. It really doesn’t work that way at all. We find comfort in the fact that God will judge everyone in the end but I never thought about Him judging me. I kind of thought when my turn came He’d look at me and say, “Oh Sweetie, there you are! You just go on through.” Which is so dumb of me! Everyone will be judged, including me. What will go down is that God will look at me and see my life exactly as it was, no bias, just as it was and He will frown and be sad because He loves me but that doesn’t matter and that’s when Jesus will come in and claim me and say that He’s going to cover all of my sins. How scary will that moment be, though, when I am standing there, bare, before God with Him looking at my life in all of justness. I felt one of the strongest sentiments of fear toward God. I have been belittling Him and acting like a spoiled child and I just realized how disrespectful some of my actions have been toward Him.
I ended up going to work-out with Catherine (the TA) and I was going to attempt a third nap but instead got caught up in exchanging pictures with her and Ryan. So at 3:20 I realized I needed to hurry and grab some lunch or I wouldn’t get any. Ryan and I ended up going out and we found this pizza shop it gave us these huge pieces of pizza for a pretty good price and so we got those and figured we wouldn’t have to worry very much about supper after those. We got back and I put my stuff away and then it was time for me to head out. I walked to the metro stop (which I had walked to earlier to make sure it where it was) and got my metro pass, got on, and went to the termini. From there I got a train ticket to the airport, walked down a never-ending line of train platforms and found my train where I sat in a Harry Potter-style train. By that I mean that it had 6 seats in a section with dividers between. The other trains haven’t had the divider things and they had tables. I sat with a British woman, a youngish couple, and 2 Italian ladies. I passed by hay bales and corn-like weeds and thought of Nebraska. I got to the airport and waited in line to check in my bag, that took about an hour and then I breezed through security. I found the gate my plane was leaving from and made it there with 15 minutes to spare before boarding was supposed to start. With my free time I located a bathroom, used it, and filled my water bottle from the sink. Boarding was delayed a bit so I ended up having plenty of time.
The flight was uneventful. They did, however, give me a sandwich, which I was not expecting. I figured I’d get some pretzels and munch on my roll that I stole from breakfast. It was pretty good. We landed and Mom was waiting at my gate so we walked down to our other flight’s gate. This one was delayed a bit too so we had a little time and I again found a bathroom and filled my water bottle. Then we were off. On this flight they gave me a kit kat bar! I wish the US airlines would take note of this. You could also ask for wine or beer as your complimentary beverage, not that I was interested but still.
We made it to Venice at about 12:15am, finally got our bags by 12:45 or so and began our search for transportation. The water taxis were all gone so we ended up grabbing a land taxi which took us to Rome Plaza and then we took the 1:29am night vaporetto to the stop near our hotel. Then we got lost on the way to the hotel but a couple of random Italian guys ended up helping us fix our wrong turn and finally we arrived at the hotel. We were given a key and went to the first floor where our room was supposed to be. We came to an opening with tables and no rooms with numbers on them. So I ran to the next floor up to see if we were off, we weren’t and Mom finally ended up trying to open one of the unmarked doors to find that there was a numbered door behind it. We found ours, got in and turned on the air. I attempted to put my passport in the safe, just to lock it with an unknown combination, and then I gave up and went to bed. The time as I lay there was 10 to 3am. What an awful, awful last leg of the journey.
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