Annoying Officials in Germany

I can say like 3 things in German. "Can you speak German?" "Butter please" and I can count to three. So when I got up to a German security agent after already having gone to the wrong gate, and he just leans back in his chair with a huge sigh and mutters in German, I was convinced I did something wrong. Especially after annoying a German TSA agent when I didn't have my liquids separate because I took my contacts out on the plane and didn't expect to go through security again. The good news is I was in the right place and the security agent (who was really cute might I add) waved me through and now I sit waiting to get on the final plane to Florence. 

The flight into Frankfurt was just as smooth as the one into Toronto. The pasta on the plane was blah, the salads had the saddest green beans I'd ever seen (trust me. School teaches you what sad green beans look like) but the chocolate pudding dessert made me a happy happy camper and the wine put me to sleep. Which was good seeing as I couldn't figure out how to recline my seat. I finally got to watch the movie Lincoln which was awesome by the way. Mom, if your reading this, I'll buy it when I'm home so we can watch it :) perks of having a history nerd as a daughter. 

Words cannot express how great full I am that things have gone as smooth as hey have and that I am on this trip that has only just begun. Next stop Florence; my home away from home for the next 3 and a half months.