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Roma... Totti and Little Ceasar
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Ciao Totti!
Ah ha.. so last i left you was upon arrival in Italia.. more specifically Ancona, you dont know where that it? Doesnt matter. Feeling fresh as ever after travelling for 22 some odd hours, you can imagine our vigor, and excitment at the prospect of walking around this unknown city in search of a means of travel to Rome. To make things even more exciting, it was about 35 degrees out! So we begin our random adventure by following a hord of Spanish girls to wherever they seem fit. This turns out to be a good move as we end up a Train station, well sorta, I think they saw our confusion as one of them kindly advised us that this train will take us to the main station. Fabulous, i say grazie, they correct me.. no no gracias! Ok sorry Spaniards. We're sitting talking, im sure debbie is having a smoke.. pretty much anytime any sort of waiting occurs.. debbie has a smoke in hand, and as it turns out so did i. Finally a state of the art commuter train hobbles towards us.. NOw i mean state of the art, fully equipped with bathrooms, electric doors, air conditioning, all the necessaties. The spaniards open the door and we are all instantly melted.. fucking hell was just unleashed, this thing, if made of wood, and in somewhat pleasant condition, would've served well as a sauna, as it turns out.. it was our cabin.. I cant even begin to describe the insane heat this train carried with it.. WE all instantly started sweating. Anyways, it was a relatively short ride to the train station where we eventually got all things under control. We finally got into rome around 8 o clock or actually, no probably later.. maybe closer to 10pm. That night we were all content with sleeping. O yes, one minor note, i think chris had 200 euro to last him a week and a half, including accomodation. Basically he was hoping he'd get a decent price for his kidney, but that was unlikely. The next day debbie and I did a tour of Rome, pretty decent, I had been there once before and managed to scam a free tour that, i now realise, was amazing. Anyways, we got the basic picture of this incredible city.. it really is just an amazing city, ot walk aroudn this place just thinking of all the shit thats happened, all the slaves that were murdered, the good work they did building hte coloseum and everyother incredible land mark.. well done slaves! It was 40 degrees out, and i sweated a lot.. That night debbie and I planned to do a pub crawl, you know. see the sights by night. be cultural, all that jazz. The deal was u get free unlimited booze at this one place for an hour, then go to other bars, pretty much like a pub crawl.. which is why they call it a pub crawl.
For some reason, the pub crawl crew wasnt as large as usual, so we had a closer group.. it was a pleasant evening, we all had the same idea in mind, drink as much as humanly possible for free, resulting in less expenditures for the rest of the night. My did we do good, i think these Argentinian girls had the best drinking game ever.. you each hold up a hand with a certain number of fingers, you then count back and forth between the two of you to see who ends up with the last number, sorta like 3, u go you me you.. you drink! ya.. also playing categories where if u fuck up, you chug ur entire drink. They also thought it would be beneficial to our festivities to bring a megaphone out with them.. hahaha ya they were probably the craziest people ive seen party. Great times though.. all over the place, eventually the pub crawl captains took away their battery so they were left with no voice projection, i think this ruined one of the girls night, but the other one.. no way. THey got kicked out of one of these bars for crawling all over eachother on the floor in a bar.. hahaha debbie had a picture.. we may or may not have them. then they came back in and informed all of us of the bouncers sexualitly.. it was not so straight. I think we ended up down by the water, and wow.. i was hammered, i actually woke up in the morning thinking, wow.. we must of been close we walked home.. haha not the case, im kinda blurry on waht happened next, but im pretty sure we got off a bus, debbie, myself, this bloke rory.. good guy from london, and two americans, rory and I knew the way home so we took off, debbie and said boys went the other way.. we tried to tell them they were making a mistake, and finally did so 40 minutes later when we finally met them back at hte hostel. We managed to find a pizza palce though on our little detour, although i remember it tasting like foccacia and nothing more.
THe next day we hit up the vatican bright and early.. around 3pm.. this left us no time to go to the museum, id seen this jazz before.. so im not gonan write anything about it, but its utterly amazing to think people built this shit hundreds of years ago.. Once again the magic of slaves. That night, we kinda took it easy, well not so much me, chris was broke so he was staying sober for hte most part, im sure by choice, debbie and I decided we should get a bottle of wine.. o shit whoops.. one important story, so the entire trip i was raving about this restaurant i went to last time i was in rome, it was the best. I kinda remembered where it was, so we decided we try to go find it.. anyways we bussed to the general area, walked around for about 25 min or so, chris was getting cranky cuz he hadnt eaten in a while, but the point of it is i found the mother fucker.. Turns out it wasnt the best food in italy, just the best bruchetta... but whatever, i still found teh place after 2 years... then we went for booze
Fuck, i just deleted a bunch, o well. ok so we have our wine, chris bought a beer, which i opened for him with my sandals! We worked our way to the spanish steps, which is a pretty dope spot, last time i was in twon it was under restoration, so i didnt get to see it.. Its actually, suprise suprise, really nice.. everyone kinda just chills on these steps and drinks and some hippies play the guitar. WE chilled for some time, saw some russians taking pictures of themselves the way only russians can. then we left. Weird, im drunk again. haha i think i ahd about 80% of the bottle of wine.. so i was the only one drunk. we got back to our place, i showed chris and debbie the only street in rome with trees, fuck them! assholes. We got back to our hostel and i saw my good buddy rory, o whats this u found some ash...with an h infront of it.. dope.. good night! I dont remember the next night, i think we left that day.. ya we went to firenze (florence), for a night.. nothin too exciting, just a stop over before we got to cinque terra.. SO next stop.. cinque terra.
Ciao!
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