Old and New

Published on Aug. 25, 2003 in Italy

Oh, it has been quite an eventful couple of days, yes it has!!  While I type this, reflecting, sitting at the coliseum, people give me many interesting looks as I type on the keyboard.  But do I care right now, not at all!  Why?  Well, let me explain.

The story should start back a few days ago, with Kelvin hungry, lost, smelly, homeless on a train going somewhere he doesn't know.  I got off at Garrista, or something like that, but since it was pretty urban with no beach I decided to take another train to Citivecca, or something like that (I will look up the exact name at a later date).  Wow, many interesting looks.  I got off the train, realized where the beach was, and was immersed by locals!  rarely can I go anywhere now and not hear English, but for a 15 hour period or so I heard no English what-so-ever.   I got some food and sat at the "hip" part of the town, I think.  A beach front community that seems to  be somewhat based around industrial manufacturing.  I eventually made my way to the beach, curled up on a  bunch of rocks in my sleeping back, and fell asleep.  Worrying that somebody would try and stab me I didn't sleep very well, but alas...  I woke up, jumped on another train for Rome, and came over.  I got off the train and headed over to where the BeeHive was located, pretty near the train station.  But wait! It had moved!  I went to the new location, on the other side of the train station, but they were full.  I asked for another place, they gave me a few, and I stopped at one.  Free Internet, looking hopeful.  It as full.  Went to one more that seemed less likely to be a good place, but being not picky and having just slept on a beach allowed me to stay anywhere.  I stopped by and talked to some American guy who told me that hostel was full however another one they own was available.  I Went there, on the OTHER SIDE OF THE TRAIN STATION, and checked in.  I dropped my bag off and immediately head ed out to the Vatican.  The metro system was not nearly as nice as it was in Barcelona, but it got me there,.  I got a little bit of food, and toured some of the Cathedrals around the Vatican.  I didn't have any more at this point so couldn't go inside, but regardless still enjoyed m myself. Being young I walked through a large part of the town and went to the Pantheon, which was just amazing.  I met some girl from Malta, she was pretty cool.  We talked for a while, she spoke something in Maltese to me, it was fun.  We pulled out my map and she showed me where it was.  how many people have had Maltese spoken to them??!  Good times.  Now a tour group is around me, I think they are making fun of me.  That is alright, there are some very large people.  Enough of that!  After the pantheon I wandered home, quickly, and made it home right at 6:30 when they were breaking out some food.  Hmmmmm!  Pizza by everybody -- and there were a ton of freaking people there, a lot of attractive people as well.  Now, this is where I started making friends!  I met a few people in the room that I was staying, and actually, organized all of them but one to go out on a pub crawl.  I met two other English girls who also decided to come out with us.  Then two other English guys came.  I was the only American!!  We went out on the crawl, which included a tour, drank,stumbled home late at night.  George (a girl) and Louis were there, I snogged George (sounds funny!)  She is real cool though, so that is aight.    I woke up, ate breakfast, met two Mexican females, another Aussie, and went over to th Colloseum with Bj.  It is totally amazing here, but I'm only half way done seeing what is going on, so now I bid farewell, adios!

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