Benvenuti!

Ah yes the dreaded jet lag.

I sat next to an Italian man yesterday..or today..I'm still not sure which one it is. He had a very interesting life story that he of course had to tell me for 3 and a half of the 6 hour flight to Dublin.

I didn't mind though, it was a very interesting story.

Touched down in Dublin and had my obligatory Guinness (of course it was 5am there but it still tasted delicious with my traditional Irish breakfast).

Took off for Rome around 7am, landed at 11.

Taxied from the airport to school, unpacked, showered, and slept for 4 hours.

And I'm still confused about what day it is.