The Beginning

I talked to Ben today, and he gave really good suggestions of where I should go and better yet, some contacts in Romania, the UK, Sweden and Italy. Though his advice to reach his Italian contacts was to go to Fat Clemenza's and ask the men who make pizza. It just so happens that I have dinner plans there with Teri tomorrow so I will have to try and tell them I'm a friend of Ben's (that English bastard) and Italians are the reason America has immigration laws. (That's the key to gain their trust, apparently.)

Ben also highly suggested that I claim to be Canadian because the American reputation is not so hot right now. He said I should choose a city and really research it so I have no holes. I think it will be fun.