May 20th - Arrival in Rome
Due to the delay out of Philly, we miss our flight from Venice to Rome...no big deal though, this happens all the time. Alitalia re-books us on a later flight. Unfortuately they failed to rebook all of our luggage, which means Shantel is SOL as they try to track down her bag.
After about 30 hours of travel we finally reach the hotel around 6:00 PM. We're exhausted but head out on the town to check out the Spanish Steps and get some dinner. The Steps are cool and we grab dinner at a nearby Restaurant. As we walk in we were discussing the misfortunes already accumulated on our trip: So far we've lost one piece of baggage, 1/2 day of sight seeing in Rome, and Shantel is getting a migraine...... I end the conversation saying "Well things can only go up from here". On cue, Shantel hands me her camera after trying to take a picture of our first restaurant in Italy...the batteries are dead, and the charger doesn't work with European outlets.
The guide book said this restaurant was decent...and while the food is actually o.k. the atmosphere is definately not. ALL tourists and the waiter trys to offer me a salad buffet. A salad buffet?? This may not be a big deal to most of you, but I lived in Italy for 18+ years and had never even heard of a salad buffet up to that point. Anyway, unlike most Italians, our waiter seems a little upset when he quickly realizes we speak impeccable Italian and aren't really tourists. It was pretty confusing at the time, more on this later.
The day uneventfully winds down from there, we head back to the hotel, catch a nap and wake back up around 11 for a stroll around the city, some more food, and talk to some american architectural students who have spent 6 days in a convent and are looking to make up for lost time.
End of day two, Shanny's bag has still not arrived.
Due to the delay out of Philly, we miss our flight from Venice to Rome...no big deal though, this happens all the time. Alitalia re-books us on a later flight. Unfortuately they failed to rebook all of our luggage, which means Shantel is SOL as they try to track down her bag.
After about 30 hours of travel we finally reach the hotel around 6:00 PM. We're exhausted but head out on the town to check out the Spanish Steps and get some dinner. The Steps are cool and we grab dinner at a nearby Restaurant. As we walk in we were discussing the misfortunes already accumulated on our trip: So far we've lost one piece of baggage, 1/2 day of sight seeing in Rome, and Shantel is getting a migraine...... I end the conversation saying "Well things can only go up from here". On cue, Shantel hands me her camera after trying to take a picture of our first restaurant in Italy...the batteries are dead, and the charger doesn't work with European outlets.
The guide book said this restaurant was decent...and while the food is actually o.k. the atmosphere is definately not. ALL tourists and the waiter trys to offer me a salad buffet. A salad buffet?? This may not be a big deal to most of you, but I lived in Italy for 18+ years and had never even heard of a salad buffet up to that point. Anyway, unlike most Italians, our waiter seems a little upset when he quickly realizes we speak impeccable Italian and aren't really tourists. It was pretty confusing at the time, more on this later.
The day uneventfully winds down from there, we head back to the hotel, catch a nap and wake back up around 11 for a stroll around the city, some more food, and talk to some american architectural students who have spent 6 days in a convent and are looking to make up for lost time.
End of day two, Shanny's bag has still not arrived.
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