Snow, turkey, and Inter Milan.

12:18 AM, GMT+1

It snowed last Friday. It was cool. For someone who's never been in snow before, well, that's super-exciting. We built snowmen, romped in the white fields, and hucked snowballs at each other.

But seriously. Two days prior, we went to San Siro. This was a pilgrimage for me. It was like my Mecca. Inter Milan was playing Panathinaikos (team from Athens), and it was one of the most fun (and coldest) experiences of my life. The Panathinaikos fans showed up in force. It was pretty unbelievable. I ate a sliced hot dog before the game, too, and contemplated a beer, but I was so cold that I didn't think introducing liquids into my body was a very good idea.

Anyway, these crazy Greeks were rocking the stadium every time they would cheer. When they would cheer, it looked like a wave was rippling through their entire section because they were all jumping up and down. The Inter fans didn't put on a very good showing. Maybe that's why Ibra and their team lost.

Thursday was Thanksgiving, and Brittany and I had found a restaurant run by a Texan that offered a full Thanksgiving meal. It was... interesting, to say the least. Many of the materials were improvised. For instance, I've never had a blueberry-cranberry sauce for my turkey. It wasn't bad, it just was not what I was expecting at all.

This past week has been pretty uneventful too. I'm just ready to go home... changed my seat so I'm next to Ms. Samantha Robeano on the flight home, so I can harrass her for ten hours before we actually make it down. Yay! Unfortunately, I have a paper and four finals to get through before I actually do that...