The Sweet Life
a view from the street in front
of our residence...
Almost one week in Rome...to the day.
The trip started out adventurous. On the first leg of my flight to Rome, I sat at the very back of the plane...next to three lavatories...yum! But I sat next to two captians who also had the cheap seats. Dont ask me why, but every time a take a plane trip...I always end up in the seats that wont lean back...this was the case here as well. I had brought an airplane pillow, but I accidentally put it in the overhead compartment. So there I am sitting upright without a pillow, and I hadnt slept for two days. Before you know it, Im asleep. When I wake up, my head is resting completely on the captains shoulder...but he is also sleeping. So I gently pull my head away, check for drool, and grab my pillow from the overhead compartment...pheww...I hope he never knew. And wouldnt you know on my 10 hour connecting flight, I get the back seat next to the lavs again...no leaning back again! Oh well, Rome is worth it.
After about 17 hours on a plane and 52 hours of no sleep...I see Father Mike on the other side of customs...waiting to meet me. He was a happy sight! But an even more entertaining sight is watching Father Mike haggle with an Italian cabbie. We had been told not to pay more than 40 euro for a cab ride from the airport home. The first guy told Father he wanted 85 euro...thats more than 100 American dollars for a 20 minute ride. After we said no, he dropped the price down to 45 euros...at that point Father had had enough and told him to get lost. We ended up taking some unmarked van home for about 22 euro each.
Nathaniel showed up the next day with a rental car, which he and I then took out on the town. You havent really lived until youve driven with Italians on the road. We almost died about fifty times...and before I knew it, Nathaniel had adapted to the Italian agressive driving style and almost hit a couple pedestrians of his own. I had intended to take video of the scenery, but I ended mostly taking video of several near death experiences. If visiting the Vatican doesnt get you religion, driving around it will.
Did I mention we literally live next door to the Colleseum, share a wall with the Roman Forum, and are a block away from the capitol building? Well we do.
More adventure to come...
of our residence...
Almost one week in Rome...to the day.
The trip started out adventurous. On the first leg of my flight to Rome, I sat at the very back of the plane...next to three lavatories...yum! But I sat next to two captians who also had the cheap seats. Dont ask me why, but every time a take a plane trip...I always end up in the seats that wont lean back...this was the case here as well. I had brought an airplane pillow, but I accidentally put it in the overhead compartment. So there I am sitting upright without a pillow, and I hadnt slept for two days. Before you know it, Im asleep. When I wake up, my head is resting completely on the captains shoulder...but he is also sleeping. So I gently pull my head away, check for drool, and grab my pillow from the overhead compartment...pheww...I hope he never knew. And wouldnt you know on my 10 hour connecting flight, I get the back seat next to the lavs again...no leaning back again! Oh well, Rome is worth it.
After about 17 hours on a plane and 52 hours of no sleep...I see Father Mike on the other side of customs...waiting to meet me. He was a happy sight! But an even more entertaining sight is watching Father Mike haggle with an Italian cabbie. We had been told not to pay more than 40 euro for a cab ride from the airport home. The first guy told Father he wanted 85 euro...thats more than 100 American dollars for a 20 minute ride. After we said no, he dropped the price down to 45 euros...at that point Father had had enough and told him to get lost. We ended up taking some unmarked van home for about 22 euro each.
Nathaniel showed up the next day with a rental car, which he and I then took out on the town. You havent really lived until youve driven with Italians on the road. We almost died about fifty times...and before I knew it, Nathaniel had adapted to the Italian agressive driving style and almost hit a couple pedestrians of his own. I had intended to take video of the scenery, but I ended mostly taking video of several near death experiences. If visiting the Vatican doesnt get you religion, driving around it will.
Did I mention we literally live next door to the Colleseum, share a wall with the Roman Forum, and are a block away from the capitol building? Well we do.
More adventure to come...
posted by Amy at 7:56 PM
6 Comments:
Okay, Amy, excellent commentary! But I cant beliv ur punkuation and grammer. how kuntry. Those photos are incredibly beautiful -- who is the artist?
I love and miss all of you-- have a ball -- looks like you are.
"Peace out" -- Swayks
Okay, Amy, excellent commentary! But I cant beliv ur punkuation and grammer. how kuntry. Those photos are incredibly beautiful -- who is the artist?
I love and miss all of you-- have a ball -- looks like you are.
"Peace out" -- Swayks
Hey Sarah,
Some are Nathaniels, some are mine. I think the ones that I dont credit Nate with are mine. At any rate, did I or did I not leave a disclaimer about the punctuation and grammar thing. Hah. Feel free to print out the blog and mail me a copy with corrections in red...if it bugs you.
Good to here from you doll.
Amy,
yes, the grammar comments were a joke -- clearly not funny, though, since I have to explain. But according to Minto, it is in fact funny; the lack of 'funny' is simply your failure to understand. i think that's just a theory, though, that non-funny professors make up to explain the lack of success of their attempted humor. I better stop there since this is public domain. Like my mother said, if you haven't got anything nice to say...talk to Swaykus. :) JK
Yes yes, very funny. I understood the funny. But sometimes it is also funny to respond to the joke by pretending you took it seriously...you know...thereby extending it, bringing it to the next level, if you will. Well now I am explaining my humor, and according to your formulation...that makes it not funny. Perhaps our comedy is doomed.
Adventures they are.....
Have fun and enjoy. I'm glad you started the blog.... So quickly time goes by.
Dad
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