just arriving in Rome (12-13 July, 2010)

The first night in Rome, my flight terribly delayed and I missed the last shuttle bus from Ciampino airport to the downtown, as well. At 1:30 am of 13th July, a very quiet and dark night, I had no choice...The only thing I can do is sleep outside of the airport. Thus, I just lay down on the bench of bus stop like a truly vagabond for the very first time of my life. But I really couldn't sleep like that so I didn't sleep that night. I just kept asking myself:"Why should I have to go through this kind of situation? For being stronger and more independant ?" "If so, life is extremely hard. "I thought. Cause I don't know what else may come in my upcoming solo adventure. 

Think this in a positive way....Guess what? That's our so-called brillant life. 

You never know what kind of chocolat you'll taste. (transformed from Forst Gump)

If I could deal with it on my own and perhaps I will grow up then refresh a little bit from my trivial daily. It's nice, isn't it?