Sunday, July 9, 2006

I'm back!!
I've finally returned from my trip to Europe..What can I say about it...? Well..I guess I'll start out saying about how much I missed Squall. ^_^;; I started crying at the aeroport, because I just didn't want to go. I tried hiding it though, so he wouldn't be sad either. I don't think it worked.

Before I went to bed on the first night, I had been up for 28 1/2 hours. I didn't think it was possible for me to stay up that long. I normally get so tired after being awake for 16 hours. I guess time changes can do that.

I shall blantantly say that I didn't like Paris. They had the Opera House closed for the day when I went to go look at it, then at dinner that evening, a waiter spilled alcohol all over me. Squall had a bit of a chuckle when I told him. I guess it is funny...but it wasn't that much of a laugh when it actually happened.

I liked Switzerland a lot. Everyone is so nice there!! Even though pedestrians don't have the right away, cars actually stop if you even look like you're going to cross the street. A train even waited for some of my friends and me to cross the street before continuing on while we were in Zurich.

Italy wasn't too bad, though, the weather was sort of brutal. It was hard not to count down the days since this was the last second to last country before coming home. We stayed here the longest: 5 days.

I didn't like the "hotel" in Rome. The first night was the worst. The hotel looked like a Hospital, even the rooms had the pale greenish-yellow light and the television up on the wall. It really scared me. The only smell that hung is the air was a combination of sterilzation and death, not to mentiont that it felt like someone was watching me. I don't like hospitals, not one bit. Some lady got really cross at me the next morning when I was describing the room, not in awful detail mind you, to one of my friends. She told me "you really need to knock it off." How could I? It was really scary and I thought I was never going to fall asleep.

The room was better in the daylight, and as a result much more tolerable that night. I think it might have been the fact that I was able to call and talk to Squall. It made everything feel better, like I wasn't really alone, you know? He told me not to miss him and just have a good time. How like Squall. I'll always miss him, even if I'm just down the street or in another room.

I had tried calling him to other times before that, but he didn't pick up. He was sleeping, but that's okay. He needs sleep; and he looks really cute when he's sleeping. ^_^ Finally talking to him made everything more tolerable because I knew he was okay.

My favourite place in Greece was Athens. And believe it or not the weather in Greece was really cool. In fact, it was raining on the day of our arrival in said country. It was rather windy on top of the acropolis.

On the day before We came back, I started to suffer from sinuses. Then, on Friday, the day of the return journey, it had turned into a full-on cold with coughing, runny nose, the works. By the time we began or 6 hour lay over in London, my voice was gone. I would open my mouth and try to talk but no sound came out. Luckily though, I gained a fair bit back by the time I made it back to Balamb.

Caraway was there to greet me, but I didn't see Squall. He was playing a trick, hiding behind a pillar, waiting to surprise me. I was so close to tears when I didn't see him. But he was there with roses waiting for me! I was so underscribably happy to see him. There is just no way to tell anyone how good it felt to be there, back in his arms. I just wish I had been able to say more, that I didn't look so bad, and that I didn't sound worse.

Squall ended up spending the night, which was absolutely wicked! I loved cuddling with him before I went to sleep, and again in the morning. It just felt really good..really safe..it felt like home.
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