Rome Sweet Rome!
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| St. Peter's Dome in the back |
I feel like I have already been here a lifetime.
Since the last time I wrote so much has happened. But I want to give you a snipit of the highlights:
1. Apartment know how
2. Gatsby Party
3. Andy Steves Tour
4. Beach Day
There is so so so so much more that I don't even have the time to think back and write everything out. It has been go go go since we've been here and with the exception of last night, have not been in my bed before 3am. Cray Cray.
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| Our Apartamento |
Our location is prime. We are in the CENTER of the young roman night life and people are so so jelly. Who knew that an apt of seven girls could turn out so well. Wednesday night we had a bunch (like 20) of other students over to pregame at our place before we went out to the infamous Gee Bar. Once we all made it out, the streets were PACKED (at 1am no less) with American Students, British and austrailian students and italian locals).
2. A Little Party Never Killed Nobody
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| Gatsby-ed Out |
The plan was to meet up with some girls from our program then meet our guy friends at the bar. We waited for said girls FOREVER. We didn't end up leaving our neighborhood until 11:30. Grrrrr. AND when they finally showed up, they were NOT in costume (its go big or go home in my mind) and were wearing heels. Seriously? Thats a death sentence wtih these cobblestone streets. Mistake.
By the time we got on the 280 to go north to Prati (where we thought the bar was) these girls were already hating on the situation. "How do we know where we are going" & 'What stop do we get off at" "We want to go back to Traste-verde" Kill me now. By this point I was exhausted and had just enough wine to make me sleepy not excited. And truth was, we didn't know where we were going... but thats the fun of it.
Using my VERY broken italian I asked the bus driver if he dropped off at Ponte della Musica, he did, so we were in luck. We kept the gatsby postcard with us and showed the address to people along the way to try and get directions. These girls were NOT having it. AT ALL. After about 30 minutes of walking around North Prati trying to find this place, they were DONE. One of them stormed off to find the next bus and the other two followed. Whatever.
I looked at my roommates and said I was still down to try and find it if they were. And they were. We looked at the whole situation as a win-win. Etiher we find the place and have a great time, or we don't find the place and remember that one time we wandered around Rome in Gatsby costumes looking like fools.
By the time we got on the 280 to go north to Prati (where we thought the bar was) these girls were already hating on the situation. "How do we know where we are going" & 'What stop do we get off at" "We want to go back to Traste-verde" Kill me now. By this point I was exhausted and had just enough wine to make me sleepy not excited. And truth was, we didn't know where we were going... but thats the fun of it.
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| Ponte della Musica |
After about 5 more minutes of this, we were ready to take the next bus home and saw the 280 headed out direction. Perfect, this bus would drop us off across the street from our place. They bus pulls up and it is PACKED. WTF. The doors open and at least 40 tipsy 20 year olds come rolling out FOR THE GATSBY PARTY!!!!!
I ALMOST PEED MYSELF I WAS SO EXCITED!!!
We got into the 'mansion party' and had such a blast dancing to Old School American rap music, having dance battles, laughing and having a kick ass time. I feel like it will be one of the best memories of the trip for sure. My feet were destroyed, but it was SO worth it, a million times over.
We were all over their website: Rome's Ultimate Party
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| Dancing our asses off |
On Saturday, we needed to errands badly. We needed school supplies, to get Danielle a bathing suit, and other house items (like a combo flat iron/curling iron for only 20 euro, who knew). After walking around Prati for the afternoon we came back under the assumption that we would be catching Andy Steves (son of Rick Steves, travel mogul)'s Passegiata of Trastevere ending with an all you can eat/drink dinner. The meet up was at 7pm, outside our place on Piazza Trilussa so we wanted to shower, change, get cute.... We got home from shopping at 6:50!!! All I could do was change my top, grab my camera and head out. Ugh exhausted.
Regardless, we rallied the troops and started on the tour. One of the first things we learned about was italian PDA which I have seen far too much of since being here (like dry humping in the grass at the park and making out on top of cars).Andy said that typically, guys live with their parents until their 30s or 40s in italy and since they can't bring women back to their place, they "ride more than mopeds" in secret spots throughout the city. Funny.
Our tour continued to Campo di Fiori the piazza where Carbonara was invented, to Piazza Navona, to the Pantheon.
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| Incredible |
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| #artsy |
THEN from there, we followed the group to Scholars (local bar) and watch the Notre Dame game on the bajillion of tvs, ordered drinks and quizzed each other on first impressions. Too. much. fun.
3. Cali Gurl Needs her Beaches
On Sunday morning we were up and ready to go to the beach. Danielle and I got up before everyone else and headed out for coffee at Campo di Fiori. Combination of being hungover and starving was not a good idea for the 45 minute train ride to Santa Marinella beach. At home I am so used to driving out the 56 or down to mission blvd and getting to the beach no problem. This was a trek.
But, as soon as we could see the coastline out the window I knew we made a good choice. Santa Marinella is beautiful and the italians with their bathing suits make for such great people watching. The water was crystal clear and the perfect temperature for the scorching beach. We swam out to the jetty, floated around, laid out, then tried to find lunch. At 4pm. Fail.
Nobody serves colazione past 1 especially on a sunday, so we settled on some really gross pizza that looked like cafeteria food. Yucky.
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| Santa Marinella |
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| So Cali |
Took the train back at 430 with 3x as many people as when we left. We had to stand the.whole.way.home. Grr
Today was the first day of classes and it went really well! I have a New Testament class at 10:30 (where every Monday is a lecture and every Wednesday is a field trip) and Italian at 4 (sempre italiano, non inglese). Rough.
Tomorrow is my fun day with Angels and Demons Art History course and The Culture of Food and Wine. Pretty excited!
Other than that, tutti e buono!
Devotissimo Suo,
M
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