The journey back to CIMBA was officially the worst time I have have ever had traveling. My flight was to leave NWA Regional Airport at 6am on Jan. 2, 2009. But before that: I had had a sore throat the for a few days and had now developed a cough with crud (yes, that's the technical term). As usual, Mom had asked me to go to the doctor the day before, but I didn't want to. But thinking that I didn't want to be responsible for spreading strep to all of Europe, maybe I should go to the doctor. I went to MediServe and saw the doctor. The doctor and I talked a lot of Italy and he told me he enjoyed having and "intelligent conversation for once." Thankfully, I didn't have strep, or was contagious,
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