Perugia




Perugia is a small city in the heart of Italy with love for jazz and chocolate. It is a very quiet town with a magnificent view that you can not get in any metropolitan cities. You may ask why I am going on and on about a small city, well the answer is obvious; I went there. My first trip to Europe landed me in Perugia.
Everything that could go wrong went wrong,.
  • The food on the plane was horrible .
  • I almost had food poisoning.
  • I almost missed my flight because the wrong gate was printed on my boarding pass. So there I am a black woman running like a headless chicken in Frankfurt International Airport.
  • I missed my train.
  • I had not eaten for one full day and not eating properly makes me cranky to say the least.
I arrived at Perugia and had a good time. Although it was an academic conference I made sure I enjoyed all the sunshine I could get because I was returning back to cold cold winter.

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  1. Janyl BenylMay 26, 2011 at 2:05 AM

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  2. Janyl BenylMay 26, 2011 at 2:09 AM

    Oh so sorry about the bad experience. When was your trip? And Budapest is just around the corner, I would have made it more fun for you. No extra visas, just another lil trip lemme see your face nah :) And I just hope that it's not the same time I was in Italy o cos I'll kill you Jk
    I was in Rome 24th - 28th of April.

    At least you had a good time eventually. I sense it was wrong planning by the organizers right? Sorry!!!

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  3. Uduak EkpenyongMay 30, 2011 at 8:28 PM

    no i wasnt there at the same time as you. I was there from 13-19 may. but it was fun all the same. Its an experience now i know what to expect next time

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