It started at the airport in Rome once we landed. I parked my trolley close to the thing where the bag comes, cause they were many and heavy. around me there was plenty of space. however, these two women, in my age, decided to stand right in front of me, and placed their bags there too. I mean, how smart can you get? it has actually none to do with that. they had to do it, out of principal, cause they thought that I was American and they wanted to show me that here, they ruled. right. I only felt sorry for them, I didn't even ask them to move. Instead this really sweet girl behind me started to speak to me in English, I answered polite back in Italian, and all of a sudden the ladies in front of me disappeared, how funny is that?! my phone didn't work, so I asked this gentleman to lend me his, he did.
Another thing that Im not used to anymore, is all the comments, and looks. hahaha I had totally forgotten about them. annoying, it really is.
so day 1: slept all day. I didn't sleep on the plane cause it was a bumpy road. and the kid next to me couldnt wake his mother up, so he decided to wake me up instead. great! then i couldn't fall back to sleep. I was getting paranoid, also due to the fact that I hadn't slept the past 24hrs and was running on day 2 without any sleep. It even got to the point when I was ready to grab the phone and call my mom and tell her I loved them all. I didn't. thank god it didn't get that dramatic. only once again I realized that I am the drama queen, ha!
day 2: slept til 3 cause I don't sleep during the night. Had to drive in the Roman traffic once again. tougher than I was used to now. i was exhausted after 10 minutes, and then I had only made it about 500 meters, been yelled at and honked at a couple of times. almost put two people and a dog under the car (cause I looked in the rear mirrors) and almost hit a scoter. On my to fix my italian number, that I had accidently blocked, only to realize that I didn't remember the number anymore. Had to go back and find it. an hour later, i was back with the right number, when they told me i needed my social security number as well. hm, I should have known better, but obviously I hadn't brought it. They found it though! however, Vodafone had decided I've been away too long so it looks like they've given my number to someone else. great! now Im going to suit them, a friend of a friend did and got 3000 euros. it's worth the try, even if it might be another one of those great roman stories.
Welcome back to Rome! ;)
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