One my first Roman day, Stick and I went to the Pyramid of Cestius, and to the Non-Catholic Foreigners Cemetary where Keats and Shelley are both buried (not together… although both are buried next to their “good friend”) and we saw the veiw of the city from the Garibaldi Monument. Mostly, though, we walked around classics major Disneyland, catching up and talking about those days after Age of Augustus when we walked by the student travel agent and watched the prices of Rome flight fluctuate. If you have to walk around all grinning and googly-eyed, Italy is the place to do it.
You all know I’m way better with sarcasm, so this might be my last entry for a few days… or until something goes wrong.
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