Velkommen til Italy

Today, Mickey and I both left Copenhagen.

I felt bad about not being the greatest host while he was here. Having a seizure put a damper on things. And then on Sunday, I had to finish a paper that I had gotten an extension on but didn't want my teacher to think I was just taking advantage of her, so I finished it. And Mickey finished a book by Obama. On Monday, I ended up not being able to skip my classes, so Mickey had to wander around by himself. He went all over the place - Tivoli, the Carlsberg "beer factory" (also known as a brewery, to some) and to the palace. We got on the train to go into the city and happened to sit with my friends Mark and Andi. I normally take the 8:32 bus, but we took the 8:52, so it was lucky that we ended up on the same train. Mickey asked what he should do and suddenly, Mark whips out a map and says "Well, I'll tell you. There are lots of things you can do." And he pointed out all these different places and I gave Mickey a map and while I went to school, Mickey went wandering. But I was and am still impressed - that was very clutch of Mark, as they say.

Mickey is going back to Istanbul for the night, for about nine hours. It was much easier to get two round-trip flights to than it was to go from Istanbul to Copenhagen to Rome and back to Istanbul.

But anyway, I got to Megan's tonight. She picked me up at the train station. She gave me instructions, which were a little off, but I got there. Instead of an overpass, I ended up going through an underpass. But whatever. It worked and I got the ticket she told me to and got there.

It was scary on the train. I couldn't see the signs, so I ended up standing up by the entrance. I was next to this guy in sunglasses who looked harmless enough. I get off the train and someone puts an arm around me. I assume it's Megan trying to surprise me, but then I look and see it's this guy and I jumped up and screamed a little. It's really bad when people surprise me. I can't help it. I jump and scream and it's very loud and obvious and embarassing. Megan didn't end up seeing or hearing it, though.

I'm excited to pick up Mickey tomorrow morning because Megan has classes. She has some classes this week, so she was even more excited I was here (also because I think we're friends or something like that) because Mickey would be wandering around alone much of the time otherwise.