Sunday, August 1, 2010

A not-so-fun way to be in Rome

After writing my post on the car ride, I'd like to say that a lot has happened but I'm not entirely sure. We finished the car ride about 3 hours afterwards, but once we arrived at the bed & breakfast, the woman who managed it wasn't there, so we had to wait for 30 minutes on the pavement until she arrived to unlock the gate. I don't mean to sound unappreciative, but there really isn't anything worse than arriving after an incredibly long journey, absolutely exhausted, only to realize that what you've been telling yourself is really close is actually a bit further away than you expected.
Anyways, we got all of our luggage in the hotel, played a few movies, and slept for about two hours until dinner, upon which we all went to a skype pal of my mom's (she seems to have a lot of those). We talked, haltingly, in French, English and Italian, and they showed us some kittens that they found in a bucket at the side of the road, which absolutely killed us because they were too young to survive without a mother and looked terribly unhealthy. After talking about taking one in, deciding not to for obvious reasons, and setting them back down in their box, we went upstairs and tried to forget. After eating lots of food, we eventually got back home at around 23:40, upon which we all fell asleep. Except for me. Last night I literally did not fall asleep until I somehow magically passed out at 7:00, when everyone was waking up. Thanks to this inexplicable insomnia, I now have a sore throat and a runny nose, in a time where it takes all of my concentration to understand a basic Italian sentence. Seriously?
Seriously. So we're likely to go out into the city today, something that I'd otherwise love to do, but we're currently waiting on our new arrivals to wake up (my grandmother and aunt) from their jet-lagged fog. I'll try to take pictures while I'm in Rome, but, to be honest, I might just stay home while they go out. Woe is me.

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