Well, I will be brief about Italy for now, even though i haven't even talked about London. First of all, lots of things close on sundays because its a holy day there....but wait, why is everything closed on mondays again?!?!?
The food was good. As a breadman i appreciated the bread served with every pizza and pasta meal, as well as good wine. There are no toilet seats in Italy. They don't exist. You sit on wet porcelain when you go "down to the river." Ridiculous.
I had more gelato in the last few days than year course. You hear that zac?
There are romans roaming (roming...lol) around Rome. Sounds not unusual, right? But look:
That's right, he's getting her phone number. Italian guys are like arsim, but better dressed. What these guys go around doing is taking pictures with stupid tourists and then ask them for 10 euros ($15).
But yeah, our hostel was right near the colliseum. I love Gladiator, so this was a big thrill for me. We went during the day, then hung out there at night...would you look at that!
In Florence i invested my youth and time in climbing the Duomo, which was intense. It put anything Paris had to offer to shame (you hear that sarah l, if you read this) It was awesome though, the view from the top. You see the city outside, and are right up in the grill of the frescoes on the dome on the inside.
You just expect to see art by the ninja turtles everywhere. Leonardo da Vinci, Donatello, Michaelangelo...pretty amazing. I'm tired of churches. I will never go into more than 25 in one weekend every again.
So i came back and had one day off. It felt great. A day of laundry, and grocery shopping. I also cooked a cholent for the entire day (my first ever) but its a veggie one (bad news, right?). Its tasty, but not very cholent like. When i packaged it away i put it in 5 different containers to fit it all in, and now i have all kinds of oats, barley, beans, and so forth and nothing to do with it.
I also went to Fan Zone tonight to watch the Spain/Russia match on the big screen amongst the sea of fans. It is a hell of a cultural experience. American fans are absolutely just as passionate, but a lot more tame. Zac will enjoy my commentary on his eurofoot passion.
I go to Jerusalem in less than two weeks i guess...crazy. I'm ready for Israel, but not without one more trip to the alps which i hope to take this weekend.
Peace on earth.
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