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Currently I am in a little internet point in Rome around
the corner from our flat that we are renting for a week with my grandparents
Bil and Lil. It has an amazing view of the Colossum or Colleseo if your from
here, well it have an amazing veiw if you hang your body out the window and
look to your right. I'm getting fat off all this amazing italian food and
unlike some people i know ::cough:: i'm perfectly okay with that. Wow, How can
I even explain to you what its like here? Its actually looks like all those
pictures and movies you see of italy and maybe even a little better. Nuns
riding bikes up two mile hills, structures from 86bc! larger then life,
catholism at its highest and most beautiful, business men in fine suits riding
vespas around the sitting, mentally saying 'i'm so fucked, I'm going to die'
every time I ride a car or bus anywhere, graffiti bolding annocing "I love
techno" languages of italian, german, chinese, french, spanish, and all tones
of accented english bringing the tower of babbel to mind ever time one goes to
cross the street, I feel the overwhelming need to play guest the tourist
whenever I go out, the best ice cream you'll ever have in your life, red roofs,
rolling hills filled with fields of sunflowers, wheat, olive trees, vineyards,
deep and flavorful wine, whole in the wall resturants full of aromic smells,
catocombes, medival hill towns, ancient city walls, staggering roman
architecture. I want to come back and I haven't even left yet. Plus being
wistled at by italian men is quite a boost to ones self esteam. I hope to
write more soom, and I hope things are going well p.s. I
went to G8 in Rome!
the corner from our flat that we are renting for a week with my grandparents
Bil and Lil. It has an amazing view of the Colossum or Colleseo if your from
here, well it have an amazing veiw if you hang your body out the window and
look to your right. I'm getting fat off all this amazing italian food and
unlike some people i know ::cough:: i'm perfectly okay with that. Wow, How can
I even explain to you what its like here? Its actually looks like all those
pictures and movies you see of italy and maybe even a little better. Nuns
riding bikes up two mile hills, structures from 86bc! larger then life,
catholism at its highest and most beautiful, business men in fine suits riding
vespas around the sitting, mentally saying 'i'm so fucked, I'm going to die'
every time I ride a car or bus anywhere, graffiti bolding annocing "I love
techno" languages of italian, german, chinese, french, spanish, and all tones
of accented english bringing the tower of babbel to mind ever time one goes to
cross the street, I feel the overwhelming need to play guest the tourist
whenever I go out, the best ice cream you'll ever have in your life, red roofs,
rolling hills filled with fields of sunflowers, wheat, olive trees, vineyards,
deep and flavorful wine, whole in the wall resturants full of aromic smells,
catocombes, medival hill towns, ancient city walls, staggering roman
architecture. I want to come back and I haven't even left yet. Plus being
wistled at by italian men is quite a boost to ones self esteam. I hope to
write more soom, and I hope things are going well p.s. I
went to G8 in Rome!