We arrived in Rome fairly late which posed a problem for bussing to downtown. I was about to have a an anxiety attack because there was three people telling me what they wanted and I was in the middle. 50 euro cab ride later we made it to downtown. Note: they do not have credit card machines.
I was very excited to see Erin. I hadn't seen anyone from Madison since then! It was almost a breath of fresh air and normalcy. We had to scurry to our hostel to check in before midnight. To our surprise we were staying in the battered women's shelter ( or so we liked to call it) where we had a curfew of 3 am. This was a problem we were unaware of... A problem we would deal with when we came to it. We headed off that night to Scholars, as Erin said the Kollege Klub on the exchange students in Rome. It was an Irish lib setting with cheap specials, sports games, and kareoke. Safe to say it was a good first night.
Day 2 was filled with sight seeing and search of pizza. We made our way to the Pantheon, the Trevi fountain, and numerous other buildings that I'm sure are really important. Ignorant I know. We did not avoid the numerous cat calls from the creepy Italian men. This makes me appreciate the Danes and their blonde hair even more. For anyone that has ever called me a ginger, the Italians prove you wrong ;-)
We managed to make our way through the shopping district like Gucci, Pravda, fendi, etc...even went into the stores. It was a tad awkward cause I knew I couldn't afford a single thing. Beautiful items I will one day be rich enough to afford. All this walking worked up our appetite and we ate at Erin's favorite pizza place and downed a bottle of wine. Pizza is truly amazing here. Thin crust may be the only way to go.
The day ended with the night at Scholars where we sang a little karaoke, something I had never done in public. Spice up your life was our choice of song to many peoples dismay.
Day 3 I started it off solo. I walked around the city of Rome by myself. It was almost weird since I knew where I was going based in my memories from 9th grade. It was so beautiful out. The Vatican and saint peters square is truly beautiful.
I walked the path that my sister took to class and back everyday straight to her apartment and the restaurant that our family loved and forever will remain one of the best bologneses I have ever had. I sat there by myself eating pasta and drinking wine while old men sat around for business lunches. It was kind of fun to watch these old Italian men. Their culture is intriguing. I was pampered with free wine and desserts by the cutesy old man ever. Hopefully it isn't 6 years till I return again.
Afterwards I met up with Erin and the other girls in her apartment where we drank wine and played cards into the night. Red wine equals nasty teeth and nastier hang over. Two boxes later and we were in a deep sleep cuddling in a twin bed while the bachelor was playing.
The night ended yet Again at Scholars , kreature status for the week. Me and Erin ripped out the old school Eeminem "without me" and Vitamin C's "graduation" (not the biggest crowd response) but hey we went with it. Our night did not end at scholars, we made our way to Erin's "Jimmy Johns" of Italy where they make you paininis till late. They ended up being closed, but lucky to us (luck plus pounding on windows and extreme yelling) we got them to open up the shop. It was the perfect ending to the night.
Day 4, my last day, was once again a beautiful day. It was also Erin's day to catch up for her Italian test later. So I just chilled. It helped I had been to Rome before so I didn't feel obligated to go see everything again. I joined Erin on her art history. Pass where it is basically a walking tour of the city and many amazingly designed buildings. On the way we stopped and got gelato, strachiatella, just like I remembered. I wish I had the metabolism I had in 9th grade where I ate it 3 times a day... No joke. My Italian trip was complete.
It was yet again off to the airport. Ciao Roma it was nice to see you!
Up next Oslo, Norway- talk about extremes. Can't wait to see where that one takes me. As always miss lots of you, I cannot believe I leave Europe in less than 80 days. It is crazy how fast it really goes.
Cheers from Chels
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