//i lika your shoes...

Roma. home of some of europe's creepiest men and some of the most friggin amazing architecture you'll ever feast your eyes upon. i've already decided that i'm retiring here in 50 odd years. we've gone to the colosseum, the vatican, and seen a mass on palm sunday that was presided over by the pope. we went to saint peter's basillica today and went to the very top of the dome. 551 stairs. i became asthmatic somewhere around the 320th. we were actually slightly retarded and decided to run up nearly the first 100... it was not pretty. and then we galloped/pony-ran all the way down. we're masters, clearly.

aside from all the madeness of big stone monumental esque things, we've been roaming aimlessly and befriending americans. two of our hostelmates are from the states (cinccinati & philly) and we've been having random ass talks into all hours of the night. from diabetis & apple pie to the bronx zoo & italian prostitutes peeing on your shoe while on the phone... Paul from Cinccinati had a little incident the other night while calling his girlfriend back home. Actually one of the funniest reenactments i've ever bore witness to.

we leave tomorrow morning for athens, greece. we actually have a flight at a decent hour tomorrow. 2 pm. it's our saving grace on this trip i think. so, more updates from greece. ciao.