Let's go adventure.: Italiaaa

So, yesterday, I had to "blogen maken," and today I get to "crea blog,"... Italian is such a prettier language:)

I'm currently sitting in a fabulous apartment, eating gelato (1 scoop of coffee, 1 scoop of dark chocolate.. yummmmm), after going for a jog to Vatican City and back. Could it get any better? I know I'm missing a few days.. yesterday, I flew and traveled all day. I made a friend named John from Australia- he's an engineer with his own firm, so all he does is work occasionally and then go on amazing travel adventures around the world. He was just coming back from Kenya and a safari, and then spent some time in the south of France, and then was leaving Amsterdam to go back home. He told me I was one of the most "entertaining and enchanting" person he had ever met.. so that's sort of nice:). I also managed to spray half of my bottle of water all over the row of people in front of me on the airplane.. literally SPRAY them forcefully. Whoops.

But I survived, and my first full day in Rome was BREATHTAKING. Everything is so amazingly old and full of history, I think I could die spending a decent amount of time exploring everything the city has to offer- there's just too much. Seriously every street we walk down, I say "OHMYGOSH, look at that! Ohhh it's so pretty.." and then we turn the corner and once again, "AHHH it's so pretty! Absolutely outstanding!" (I'm sure I'm fun to walk with, especially this morning on the 2.2 kilometer walk to Vatican City.. haha).

The Vatican is indescribably. Literally, there is just too much art and beauty and history to even put into words... I got vertigo looking up at the roof of the Sistene Chapel, and seriously almost fell over. There are just ROOMS and ROOMS and ROOMS full of carvings and paintings and sculptures.. the history of the city is so plentiful and rich and widespread, that they have too many 2000 year old statues than they know what to do with.

I managed to get lost from the group at St. Peter's Basilica- and spent 45 minutes wandering alone in the rain trying to find them. The police weren't very helpful at all- I asked one officer if he had seen a man in a red shirt looking for someone, and he responded "No, why, is that your boyfriend?" and I replied, "No, it's my dad." He looked a little ashamed for a split second, and then he said "So... does that mean you don't have a boyfriend?" and tried to start a conversation with me. Entertaining, but far from helpful haha.

Every carving and fountain and sculpture and gold-decorated archway still takes my breath away.

Here are some photosss: