Live from Italy: Waiting for the Plane

Alright, for those of you who haven’t seen facebook. I proposed to Alissa. (To marry me – douche bags). She said yes (assholes). Some people were wondering why I didn’t wait until Italy. To make a long story short: I was concerned about unwittingly becoming an international jewel thief and/or (more likely and) losing the ring.

Apparently yesterday’s flight from Chicago to Italy was canceled due to a bird hitting the nose of the plane. Because of the large size of the bird, the plane was irreparable and grounded. So there was a long line when we arrived at the airport and lots. This made me feel like arriving early (like three hours early) was a good decision. Alissa thought it was funny that the Italian plane needed a nose job. We took some pictures of the bird guts and the mechanics changing the cone of the plane. Because of this the plane is delayed a bit. We are supposed to leave at 4:30ish.

Alissa *had* to buy a bridal magazine as soon as she got through security. She also couldn’t reach it because it was up high, way in the back. I had to get it for her.

I’m a bit nervous because this is the first time that I’ve flown for a time longer than 4 hours and its my first time leaving the good ole U.S.A. I need to go because I have to move to fine an outline and charge my laptop battery so that we can watch movies on the plane.