June 15, 2016
Today is our last day in Altavilla. After typing that sentence and staring at the screen for five minutes, it just now hit me- I am coming home to North Carolina after five weeks in Italy. So much has happened in the past five weeks. To give you an idea of how much I enjoyed this trip, it would not be possible to capture the unforgettable moments and memories I have created in 500 words. So, in an effort to save time and precious room on the computer screen, I am going to tell you all what today has consisted of. To kick things off, we had finals this morning. We are in a foreign country but “finals” is a term we all know too well from being students at East Carolina.
After spending countless days in the classroom and intermittent Wi-Fi, it was time to show our professors everything we have learned from their online courses. It should come as no surprise, even though we are in a new country, our study habits do not change. With that being said, many of my classmates, including myself, stayed up in until the late hours of the night relearning the material. Good news for us, the hotel management did not seem to mind all of us scattered around the inside of the building. If you were to enter the area from the entrance, you would see college students nesting around the closet outlet like it was a fountain of knowledge. I do not know how late everyone stayed up until, but I went to bed past midnight. As morning rolled around, we were all eagerly set to get our last assignments and exams out of the way. The moment when we all finished our exams was when everyone breathed a sigh of relief. No more worrying about schoolwork, deadlines and extensions. No more spotty Internet connection too. We were finally done.
Shortly after rejoicing, I found myself on the way out to eat to lunch with some of my friends. We had chosen a quaint restaurant on the hill of Altavilla and consequently we dubbed the title of restaurant as, “The Hill”. It was a nice feeling not having to worry about classes anymore. Conversations seemed to flow more naturally too, maybe because the stress we all carried was nonexistent anymore. Much laughing and smiling was ensured at lunch. No doubt in my mind, I had met a special group of people. While waiting for our food, we passed the time sharing our favorite memories of the trip. Everyone had so much to say, we could’ve stayed at “The Hill” the rest of the day if we wanted to. On the same subject of spending time with all my friends, we got quieter as our food came out. Between the gaps of silence from eating our meal, it was obvious we were all thinking the same thing, leaving Italy.