More Food Please!

Trip Start Jun 14, 2012
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Trip End Aug 07, 2012


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Flag of Italy  , Lazio,
Sunday, June 17, 2012

Italy, the land of pizza, spaghetti, and ravioli. And in the center of it all is Rome, the centuries old religious capital of the world. Reglion is more then obviously prevalent here from the minute you step off the plane. Signs show a person on his knees and a chapel with a cross indicating the way to the airport chapel. We hopped onto a bus taking us from the airport, which is on the southeast outskirts of the city, to the main train station, Termini, in the middle of Rome. My impression flying in was that Rome did not seem like a big city and at 22:00 it looked like a ghost town from above. Before I go further, Jorge and I will both be writing our entries whenever we can and post them when we get a chance, so don't be surprised if you read some of the same information twice, except it will be from two different perspectives. One thing here in Europe that really stands out is the architecture. The old buildings that were built in the medievil ages are as stunning as you would expect them to be,but what was really surprising was the modern architecture. It was on a whole different level from what we have in the states. In the UK, we had to get used to doing everything on the left but coing to Italy, the first thing I noticed is that we were back on the the right side of the road! Driving towards downtown, everything is getting more active, bringing in the big city feel that I had thought Rome lacked when we were flying in. Everything here is smaller, especially the cars. It wasn't just this way here but in London too. I had said before coming that I was eager to experience a culture where football (soccer) is everything. The first thing I had heard getting onto this bus was a couple guys in the back clamering about the ongoing Euros, talking about the Spanish team and arguing about the national Italian team strikers, whether Batoelli or Di Natalie is better.

I apologize if I'm throwing you off by switching tenses but I'm writing this on the bus into town.

I'm continueing this entry Sunday morning.

First, let me a apologize for the poorly written first part. I reread it and I realized that it sounds pretty bad but I decided to leave it in there cause I don't really want to rewrite it. It still doesn't feel like we're in Rome. The first weeked was reserved for a church conference so we haven't really been able to go places, but I still have a couple great stories to tell.

We were able to help take care of the children Saturday afternoon and we took them out to a nearby park to play. Jorge and I started a pick up football (soccer) game with a couple kids from Switzerland, one from Dublin, one from Sacremento, and one from Milan. My team won of course, but what really impressed me was our ability to connect with the kids through football. That night during dinner we sat with a few guys from London, a guy from Cambridge, Mass., and a guy from California. The resteraunt that served us had given us meager portions for lunch and dinner was even more dissapointing. We were served last and begged for seconds. We sat there for a while in protest demanding seconds everytime the waiter went by. Eventually he told us that he couldn't do anything about seconds but gaveus a couple extra desserts to share. Two of the guys had left before dessert arrived but we convinced the waiter that they were coming back and split their parts along with an extra one that the waiter gave us in consalation for seconds. We honestly thought they weren't coming back but after we had finished they returned! After, we decided to go find the nearest pizzeria cause we were all still hungry. We found one around the corner and bought a box to split. Sunday we went to the respumtion of the Lord's Table in Rome then spent the afternoon talking to a couple guys from USC that are going to be in Malaga the same time as us so we planned to meet up there. We spent the rest pf the day trying to figure out a way by metro to Castel Gadolfo, the summer home of the Pope and home to the Vatican Observatory. We learned that there wasn't a way there via public transport so we decided to just grab dinner. We sat in a cafe near Termini eating pizza and listening to Call Me Maybe.

Well that's it for now, sorry if I bored you. Pictures will be up shortly.
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