Bonjourno!
So this is my first official blog as me ( Sam was posing before, she wants a legit i-talian name lol). So we started the day off yesterday morning really stressed out! You have no idea how hard it is to contact/ cancel flights on Ryanair, which suprisingly (not) does not acknowledge any excuse short of death haha. So we then skype all our family members to ensure them that we have not fallen into a crypt and printed vouchers for our hop on/off bus tour- they refused to look at my netbook for the confirmation #. After that debacle, we ran around trying to find our neon green bus, not knowing the name of the company.... Only us! We get on and get off at the Trevi Fountain stop after Shef dozed off for like 10 minutes on our 20 euro tour only to shop for the next 4 hours without hopping back on... WE GOT THE SICKEST CLOTHES EVER-Be jealous. We're poor now though :( Despite the finance issues, we splurged on a glorious feast of wine, bread, pasta in true italian style. Then we actually made it to the fountain we tried to get to originally, throwing in coins for a copious amount of wishes- to be safe.
So then we hit up our sketchy little hostel ( no really it was cute other than the bed bugs and room raider worthy sheets). We started to get ready to hit club ALIEN ( non-existent btw after a 30 euro cab ride spoken in Spanish) when our roommates walked in on a a team-work effort of prepping. Sam practically cornrowing my hair standing on the bed ( cute french braids) in her dress, me holding up Shef's mirror, etc. They were in awe ( and impressed) with our efficiency needless to say. At 1 we finally headed out and arrived to an irish pub on karaoke night. I am no longer a karaoke virgin since our sweet rendition of.... Baby Got Back. We rocked it pretty hardcore, so good that Sam got propositioned by a forty year old couple!!! Can you say menage cinque? After a great night we got up early to switch hostels, less sketch but minus the St.Louis trifecta! If you guys are reading this, whadup?
Fast forward, today. After switching hostels, we got at The Yellow ( Sam was pumped to see Chuck Norris paraphenalia on like all the walls and is super excited to try the Chuck-Norris-Roundhouse-kick-to-the-face shot. Sam says: "This one's for Ali!') and settled in and headed for the Colosseo ( The Colosseum) by day for round two. After some gladiator re-enactments, we spent like an hour posing for pictures spelling out the letters- once again only us :) Then it rained and we headed back ( after dancing in it first) on the metro (sardine style- pushing old ladies and all). So what's next you say? An Australian guy at the Colosseum convinced us to go on a pub crawl - it better live up to the hype. Check back for the deats!
Ciao,
Dani, Shef, and Sammy Davis Jr. Jr.
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