DAY 2, JULY 9,2013
On the plane from Dublin to Rome, even though the seats were less spacious they did do that slight to almost imperceptible recline that was just enough accompanied with my chic eye mask to allow me to fall asleep for the entire three hour flight arriving in Rome refreshed and already on Roman time, Emmy - not so fresh and ready-to-go. She had partied every night before we left thinking it was the last time she was ever going to see her friends. It was a series of late night get-togethers with salsa and chips and scary movies and trips to Milwaukee to see Imagine Dragons and The Neighborhood and not getting back until two in the morning. She was feeling the after effects of too many good-bye parties to appreciate the fact that she was in Rome.