Mistakes on a Plane

My tickets arrived from UPS today (take a moment to breathe a sigh of relief) and there are so many things involved with the amount of travel I will be doing. I arrive at Philadelphia International Airport at 3:15 and say my goodbyes. Then I spend a good 20 minutes checking my bags in, but the trick is.... if there more than 50 pounds "you can be fined heavily by your assigned airline" (Sabrina the travel agent), so i have to make sure to avoid that. I'm checked in and I find my way to security where I get stripped and probed worse than an alien at Roswell. To any international friends reading this....welcome to American airports. After I'm beamed out of security with an A-OK, I wait..... and wait..... have a Starbucks vanilla latte.... and wait. My plane arrives and I'm whisked into the luxury of economy class seating. Now I'm clearly warned in my packets about keeping my ipod low and being courteous which is always a good idea to anyone reading this.  Eight hours fly by (get it!) and I arrive at the Charles de Gualle International Airport in Paris. This I am actually looking forward to, so no worries here. I spend an hour and a half lay-over there trying to read the French on the walls and think of how nice a language it is and how I should of payed more attention to Madame Scheaffer in French 1, then board my plane to Rome. Two hours go by and I get off of my plane and step our into the Cradle of Western Civilization that is Italia!!! I have a light meal and clutch my bags for dear life fending off the gypsies my grandfather warned me so adamantly about (too bad I couldn't bring a Hummer). During this time I take my luggage to customs where I will be asked a million time why I have so much Salt Water Taffy.... and I think back to a time when the security guard at Sydney International asked me the same thing and didn't believe that Salt Water Taffy could be used as a gift, but I got through. Once I am through customs I will board my next plane to Catania. This should be an easy flight, so I can't think of anything that may happen. Upon arrival my host family who I am very eager to meet will pick me up and we can enjoy a 50 mile car ride where we get to know each other all the way to my new house in Siracusa where I will be spending my next year.
           This is how I see my travels panning out. Now for the video.... can you guess which one I am?