Let's put the Rome in Romance
It was finally time to meet up with Julie again in Rome. I arrived a day early so I could catch up on sleep and do necessary things like laundry. But I also had some time to squeeze in Gelato from the oldest factory in Rome and stumble thru Europride (the gay pride festival of Europe!)
The day of Julie's noon arrival, I decided to wait for her on the rooftop, get some sun, and read. I didn't have a phone so all I could do was wait. But her plane was delayed so I was up on that roof a few hours more than I had planned. Which would have been fine, but I seriously creeped out the cute guys passed out on the roof with me. They thought they had found a solitary place for some R&R but I had no choice but to wait there for her since I had no way to tell her if I would move. So there we were, up there for hours together, ignoring each others presence. We did chat for a few minutes and I saw them a few other times in the city and hostel but that was really it. So I thought...
Anyway, Julie showed up and we continued to have great days in Rome filled with Pasta lunches, Pizza dinners, and parties filled with English boys and tattoos. We saw all of the sights worth seeing, and walked ages. Europride was ending things with a parade one night and we even got to sneak into Lady Gagas reherasal for her free concert that night.
But the day time stuff is really all pretty predictable (to an extent, it is still unpredictable me after all) but the most memorable night is really the night that nobody fully remembers: The Colleseum Pub Crawl.
We decided that in the expensive drinking city of Rome, we would go out of our way to save a buck by spending 15€ on a ticket to a pub crawl. The deal was this: payment gets you all you can drink mixers, beer, and wine from 9-11, pizza dinner, free entry to 3 clubs and pubs, free shots, AND a t-shirt. We dragged along Luke, a friend I met in Nice, and headed towards the meeting place.
Luke made reservations online like a smarty pants so we got extra free shots and first entry. In a pub crawl group of over 75- that's heaps good! We made friends with some Very very tall Danish girls, and 2 Mexicans and I can't remember where the rest of the people were from. All unimportant people clearly. We quickly decided the way to get the most bang for our buck was to obviously drink all we wanted to drink in the first bar where it was free then just coast the rest of the night. That would have been fine if the advertisement for free pizza dinner was accurate and not actually a few pizzas with hoards of hands snatching, leaving me with 2 very small thin crust pieces. Bad excuse for a dinner. This happened to all of us though, and the main reason no one can remember anyone else from that night.
Highlights: Julie managed some shots from some strangers who apparently weren't strangers, my contact (singular!) fell out of my right eye (this has never happened before while awake without having something touch my eye), I saw cousins make out, (that is debateable, but Im keeping the story that way) I faked an asthma attack to get my Tshirt early, we met some guys who offered us a ride home (thank you Julie for declining the offer) and I tripped going UP the stars onto the bus bruising my bone and cutting a large gash into my leg. (this occurred June 9th and at this point and it is still largely lumped and bruised, but on the mend!)
Basically, Rome didn't escape our shenanigans and Rome really put a dent on my shin! Let the good times roll... Off to Florence we go!