Troy and I are posting here at the same time. I hope we don’t break the blog.
We are having a freaking awesome time. I was extremely worried yesterday. By 8 p.m., I couldn’t manage the very steep stairs on the bus without assistance. I was scared the plane ride and lack of sleep had kicked my body back into scary Taxol (chemo) mode. I was very, very nervous about finishing this trip. By that time, we had been awake for 32 hours (me with one 45 minute nap and Troy with a 3 hour nap). However, I’m very glad to report that after a good night’s sleep, I’m back on the road to health and wellness!
We are “doing” Ancient Rome today. I’m sure Troy is telling you all about that. It’s is extremely fabulous. And there is an internet cafe next door. I love Europe. I bet the building we are blogging from is 500 years old. In the U.S., it would be a museum. What am I saying. 500 year old buildings do not exist in the U.S.!!
I got lost (alone) while out for a little neighborhood walk yesterday afternoon. I got tired, so I stopped to eat lunch. I was at a place where the Italians go, so it was excellent. Man, these guys and drink, let me tell you. I was next to a group of 4 people who ordered, with food, a bottle of champagne (I can’t remember what that’s called here), a bottle of chianti and another bottle of red wine. By the time I left, they had finished two and were working on a third. Now, that is why they have a siesta here every day from 1 to 3 p.m.!! They must sleep off the booze.
Tonight, we have a vigil at the Church of the Gesu. Since I am paying for each minute I am writing, I’m not providing links. That would take too much time. Let me give you a hint, people: Google.com
We are working on our Italian. Mine is not so good. However, my Italian accent is getting EXCELLENT. However, the Italians do not think it is nearly as funny as the Americans. I can’t imagine why. Yesterday, Troy attempted to speak Italian and ended up hitting on our tour guide. He thought he was saying, “I’m fine, how are you?” But really he was saying, “hey, gorgeous.” That is, “Ciao bella!”
Grazie, all, who made it possible for us to be here. I’m so happy! I just cried writing that. Now I’m sitting in an Italian internet cafe embarrassed!!! Mama mia!