Honeymoon log - day 1 (Rome)
It's 2am, and I can't sleep.
Why do airlines overbook flights? Unbelievable. Checked into the airport, only to find that even though we were checking in almost 3 hours in advance, we did not have seats. We prepared our "but it's our honeymoooooon!" faces and showed up to the gate. Luckily, there were enough empty seats, so the attendant did some fancy magic and somehow was able to seat Martin & I together.
Apparently, I was tired. I fell asleep on the plane before we even took off. I woke up about a half hour into the flight, as they were giving out dinner. Then fell asleep again for 6 hours, waking up about an hour or two before we landed in Roma. That's definitely the best way to fly.
How do you know you're in Europe? It's raining.
That was our punch line the last time we were in Europe together (2 years ago) when it rained almost non-stop for the 2 weeks we were there (in both Praha and Paris). Apparently, we're still cursed, married or not. But that's okay, we told ourselves, because although it rained the last time we were on this side of the world, it was the most amazing trip regardless. And there was NO way that a little rain was going to stop us this time!
We checked into our apartment and I fell asleep again. Jet lag, this time. By the time we got to the apartment, it was about noon CEST, but 6am back home. Also, it was raining, so we took some time to unpack and relax.
Suddenly, I awoke to the sound of no rain. Haha. I bolted out of bed, shook Martin and yelled, "It stopped raining! Let's go!". We changed clothes and ran outside to see if we could at least see Trevi fountain before our 8pm dinner reservations at Ad Hoc.
And we did.
Also, don't mind the varying image qualities - it's a mix of Martin's cellphone, my Canon G12, and his Canon 7D.
[caption id="attachment_1213" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Trevi Fountain"]
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After that, we kept walking up via del Corso to check out both the people (incredibly stylish!) and the shops (which are a lot of the same stores we have in North America).
[caption id="attachment_1216" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Via del Corso"]
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We got to our destination - dinner!!!
[caption id="attachment_1218" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Adhoc Ristorante"]
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We walked in and were promptly greeted. We were seated and given prosecco (the culprit of the night, I swear) and of the most amazing bread I have ever tasted (various flavours of walnut, paprika, etc). We glazed over the menu and decided on...
[caption id="attachment_1219" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Beef carpaccio with black truffle (we decided to take a photo after we ate half of it)"]
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[caption id="attachment_1220" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Handmade pasta with black truffle and parmesan for me"]
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[caption id="attachment_1221" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Handmade gnocchi with asparagus and tomatoes for him"]
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[caption id="attachment_1223" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="A bottle of delicious Dolcetto D'alba vino for both of us"]
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[caption id="attachment_1224" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Rounded out with a delicious creme brulee trio"]
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[caption id="attachment_1225" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="And ending with an espresso for him and a cappuccino for me"]
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After that, we nursed our food babies by drunkenly walking home - which was hilarious in that we didn't really know our way around, so it was a bit of an adventure. We made it, though, and I knocked out thanks to the wine - I guess drinking half a bottle of wine when you're still really tired will take a toll on you.
And that, my friends, wraps up day one in this absolutely gorgeous, amazing and utterly romantic city of Roma. Martin & I decided that Roma is hands down, the most romantic and gorgeous city we have seen yet. Paris and Praha do not even come close to the magic this city has, even if we have only been here for less than 24 hours.
Why do airlines overbook flights? Unbelievable. Checked into the airport, only to find that even though we were checking in almost 3 hours in advance, we did not have seats. We prepared our "but it's our honeymoooooon!" faces and showed up to the gate. Luckily, there were enough empty seats, so the attendant did some fancy magic and somehow was able to seat Martin & I together.
Apparently, I was tired. I fell asleep on the plane before we even took off. I woke up about a half hour into the flight, as they were giving out dinner. Then fell asleep again for 6 hours, waking up about an hour or two before we landed in Roma. That's definitely the best way to fly.
How do you know you're in Europe? It's raining.
That was our punch line the last time we were in Europe together (2 years ago) when it rained almost non-stop for the 2 weeks we were there (in both Praha and Paris). Apparently, we're still cursed, married or not. But that's okay, we told ourselves, because although it rained the last time we were on this side of the world, it was the most amazing trip regardless. And there was NO way that a little rain was going to stop us this time!
We checked into our apartment and I fell asleep again. Jet lag, this time. By the time we got to the apartment, it was about noon CEST, but 6am back home. Also, it was raining, so we took some time to unpack and relax.
Suddenly, I awoke to the sound of no rain. Haha. I bolted out of bed, shook Martin and yelled, "It stopped raining! Let's go!". We changed clothes and ran outside to see if we could at least see Trevi fountain before our 8pm dinner reservations at Ad Hoc.
And we did.
Also, don't mind the varying image qualities - it's a mix of Martin's cellphone, my Canon G12, and his Canon 7D.
[caption id="attachment_1213" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Trevi Fountain"]
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After that, we kept walking up via del Corso to check out both the people (incredibly stylish!) and the shops (which are a lot of the same stores we have in North America).
[caption id="attachment_1216" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Via del Corso"]
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We got to our destination - dinner!!!
[caption id="attachment_1218" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Adhoc Ristorante"]
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We walked in and were promptly greeted. We were seated and given prosecco (the culprit of the night, I swear) and of the most amazing bread I have ever tasted (various flavours of walnut, paprika, etc). We glazed over the menu and decided on...
[caption id="attachment_1219" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Beef carpaccio with black truffle (we decided to take a photo after we ate half of it)"]
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[caption id="attachment_1220" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Handmade pasta with black truffle and parmesan for me"]
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[caption id="attachment_1221" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Handmade gnocchi with asparagus and tomatoes for him"]
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[caption id="attachment_1223" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="A bottle of delicious Dolcetto D'alba vino for both of us"]
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[caption id="attachment_1224" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="Rounded out with a delicious creme brulee trio"]
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[caption id="attachment_1225" align="alignnone" width="500" caption="And ending with an espresso for him and a cappuccino for me"]
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After that, we nursed our food babies by drunkenly walking home - which was hilarious in that we didn't really know our way around, so it was a bit of an adventure. We made it, though, and I knocked out thanks to the wine - I guess drinking half a bottle of wine when you're still really tired will take a toll on you.
And that, my friends, wraps up day one in this absolutely gorgeous, amazing and utterly romantic city of Roma. Martin & I decided that Roma is hands down, the most romantic and gorgeous city we have seen yet. Paris and Praha do not even come close to the magic this city has, even if we have only been here for less than 24 hours.