A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forvm (April 14th)

Today would be known as the first day of the rest of our lives .

Scott and I lazily slept in until 11 today…it feels good not to have to get up for anything or really have any responsibility whatsoever. I mean don’t all of you reading this just feel bad that you have to get up and go to work? Do your homework? Tend to your responsibilities?

Having enjoyed the tour of the Coliseum yesterday, we planned on attending the free tour that the same company offered in conjunction with the Coliseum tour.

We never could’ve guessed that what we would encounter on this tour would change us both forever.

Her name was Christina.

Christina was the guide of our one and a half hour tour of Palatine Hill and the Roman Forvm. In addition to her razor sharp intellect and dearth of knowledge, Christina possessed a timeless beauty, dazzling smile, and thick Italian accent that crumbled the hearts of any man who heard her melodious voice. Her long black hair caught up in every breeze, her dark skin glistening from the rays of the sun, she guided us through the ancient ruins, effortlessly spouting off fact after fact describing the area.

Scott and I were unable to concentrate.

Shaking the amorous stupor in which we both found ourselves, we managed to learn a great deal about ancient Rome. Hiding our welled up tears from her gaze, we snapped a quick picture with Christina and bid her farewell.

Now to find the Pantheon. Fresh gelato in hand, we walked around and around the area on our map trying desperately to find it. We even went inside this really cool looking building with a whole in the ceiling and TONS of tourists around, but got kicked out because you aren't supposed to have food in it. Walking walking walking. Can't find the Pantheon.

Finally, we spotted some signs that pointed us right to that weird building we had gotten kicked out of. That's right my friends, Scott and I were in the Pantheon but didn't realize it. How dumb can you get? Granted, we DID think that the Pantheon was actually the stunning building on the front of our map...but that turned out to be St. Peter's Basillica. Again, how dumb can you get?

As I was thoroughly tired of so much sight seeing, Scott and I went back to Katy’s apartment after looking around the Pantheon and took a quick nap before going to dinner. Morgan joined us at the restaurant located just below their apartment where we had a fine Italian meal of pasta and ravioli.

We discovered that the closest Gelatteria was closed, so we spent the next 20 minutes walking around trying to find one that was open. This is where Scott really upped the gelato ante on me. I approached the counter and ordered a mere two scoops. Scott followed and ordered five scoops! Not seeming to care that he just spent 8 dollars on one gelato, we walked back to the apartment, Scott victoriously taking the lead from me.

Gelato count:

Jordan – 7
Scott – 10