Zoey arrives in Italy

My flight was to arrive on Tuesday which would probably get me to their place sometime late afternoon or early evening by the time we drove from the airport to her place. I was thrilled as I had never been to Italy. In fact, I'd never been to Europe period except for a trip to London with my parents when I was eight.

Eva had everything planned out. Wednesday would be sort of a fun day, maybe we'd go swimming or even snorkeling, just sightseeing. Thursday was the bachelorette party and she said she had no idea what that was going to be about as her friends were keeping it a state secret. Friday was rehearsal with the wedding on Saturday.

I arrived in the Cagliari airport and was fortunate to find all my luggage was there waiting for me. Walking outside the luggage area, I heard a familiar voice!

"Hey Zoey!! Over here! Oh my god, you made it."

I turned towards the voice and there she was, my old freshman roomie, Eva. God she had changed in the past couple of years! I don't mean in a bad way either. With her blonde hair and freckles she had always tended to shy from the sun but obviously that wasn't possible down here. She was now so tan that her freckles were barely visible. And God, she looked great, whatever she was doing was keeping her in shape as she looked sexy and curvy as hell.

It was quite a drive to her place, more than I had expected, so it gave plenty of time for her to explain the situation and tell me about the people who would be there since I wouldn't know most of them.

As we drove southward, I was amazed at the scenery - a lot different from home back in Toronto. The island was beautiful and when I saw the ocean I couldn't wait until we had a chance to get out in it.