Seems like im lost in translation. Flight leaves at 2 to Rome. 4 hours to spare I think I'll go see some coffee shops browse downtown and make my back to the airport. Still need to head to Rome and find Colin and find my hostel. No sleep after the Detroit flight. Dazed and confused. So many languages. Well it's just like before anyway so it's kind of surreal and almost haunting to know that I'm doing this all over again. Countdown till departure seems like Amsterdam will be short-lived but hopefully epic.