Explanation

I will explain some of my earlier observations. One- I should probably know better than to listen to my parents. Let us just begin with that.

I did not start packing for Rome until 6 p.m. on Sunday because of dealing with other family issues. I threw everything on my bed that I wanted to take with me and did not weed anything out. Since packing was last minute, my mom helped me pack everything into my new suitcases (birthday present). Her advice: do not weigh the bags and just hope they are the right weight. This is where I went wrong.

Kelsey and I arrived at the airport on Monday afternoon to find that I had a 54-pound bag and a 64-pound bag. We had to take my bags off to the side and move everything around between Kelsey's suitcases and mine. Yes, we were those people in the airport. I thoroughly enjoyed the unknown people in the airport being able to see the contents of my luggage. We eventually were able to get all of the bags under 50 pounds.

Moral of the story: Do not listen to my parents.

Two- Since I have a sleeping disorder, my mom gave me Ambien to take on the flight to Rome. I have obviously taken sleeping pills before. However, sleeping pills do not normally make me feel like I did on that flight. I offered Kelsey one of the pills, and I am glad I did so that I was not going crazy by myself. My vision started to become funky and I could barely keep my eyes open. I could not lift my limbs without extreme effort. I vaguely remember telling Kelsey I thought her head was big. We woke up with 45 minutes left in the flight, not remembering falling asleep. I do not remember my dinner or headphones being removed. Although it was trippy at the time, it is a funny story now.

Three: Kelsey losing her passport. This is self-explanatory due to the Ambien.

I will not forget my flight to Rome..or maybe I already have.