Finally in Europe!
We arrived in Rome around 5:30 PM and the adventure started right away! Our cab driver spent most of the trip to our apartment going through his ipad and holding it up for us (and himself) to watch videos of his dog. Spent most of the ride straddling the dotted white lane line. Can't believe we made it in one piece!!
Got to the apartment where we were met by our landlord who was very friendly. This is our place! It was really cute!



And we had this awesome terrace which was a great place to sit and work/read/play dice!!
This is our street. All the streets look like this. Love them!
On our way to Campo dei Fiori (Piazza of flowers) which was only a 3 minute walk. This, like many of the piazzas is full of restaurants, street performers, artist, shops and of course, people trying to sell trinkets.
Our first night was amazing. We stopped for a traditional Italian drink - an Aperol Spritz and made friends with a Scottish family sitting next to us. At one point, one of about 12 photographers who walk around and try to get people to buy polaroids from them, convinced the family to buy one. (This was after the family had said no about 20 times) He took the picture, handed it to them and asked for 5 euros. At this point an argument broke out with the family saying a polaroid wasn't worth $7 and the guy saying that they never asked the price, so it wasn't his fault. And that he pays 2 euros per blank polaroid (which we didn't believe but tended up discovering was correct...which is crazy) Then the photographer tried to get Shawn on his side, at which point Shawn agreed with the family and started talking about vaule, etc.
Anyhow, the man was paid and left. We ended up becoming good buddies though, because we would see him about 5 times per night. And he would always come and hang out with us and tell us about his family in Bangladesh. Loved that guy. After several brainstorming sessions where we tried to help him figure out a way to make more money, it occurred to me to show him how to get stacks of blank polaroids on amazon for half price, so I hope he does it!!
We arrived in Rome around 5:30 PM and the adventure started right away! Our cab driver spent most of the trip to our apartment going through his ipad and holding it up for us (and himself) to watch videos of his dog. Spent most of the ride straddling the dotted white lane line. Can't believe we made it in one piece!!
Got to the apartment where we were met by our landlord who was very friendly. This is our place! It was really cute!
And we had this awesome terrace which was a great place to sit and work/read/play dice!!
This is our street. All the streets look like this. Love them!
Our first night was amazing. We stopped for a traditional Italian drink - an Aperol Spritz and made friends with a Scottish family sitting next to us. At one point, one of about 12 photographers who walk around and try to get people to buy polaroids from them, convinced the family to buy one. (This was after the family had said no about 20 times) He took the picture, handed it to them and asked for 5 euros. At this point an argument broke out with the family saying a polaroid wasn't worth $7 and the guy saying that they never asked the price, so it wasn't his fault. And that he pays 2 euros per blank polaroid (which we didn't believe but tended up discovering was correct...which is crazy) Then the photographer tried to get Shawn on his side, at which point Shawn agreed with the family and started talking about vaule, etc.
Anyhow, the man was paid and left. We ended up becoming good buddies though, because we would see him about 5 times per night. And he would always come and hang out with us and tell us about his family in Bangladesh. Loved that guy. After several brainstorming sessions where we tried to help him figure out a way to make more money, it occurred to me to show him how to get stacks of blank polaroids on amazon for half price, so I hope he does it!!
After our chat with the Scottish family, we moved on to another place where we sat at a big table next to a couple. After a little bit, the man got up and left...he retuned a few minutes later with a platter of meats, cheeses and breads and proceeded to start making us little sandwiches! We ended up talking to him and his wife for an hour...in bad French! Neither he nor his wife spoke ANY English or Spanish, but with Shawn's French and the help of a Spanish speaking waiter, we got by great!
Sooooo, Italians are AMAZING!!! Friendliest people EVER!
On our way home, we happened upon this sign completely by chance...
Small world!!!