Anyways, I would love to fill this post with dreamy stories of strolling the streets of Rome, admiring the beautiful architecture, and gazing at the Sistine Chapel ceiling in wonder. However, reality of our few days in Rome would provide stories more like this: pushing our way down unnaturally crowded roads while being honked at by tiny, but mighty cars, crunched into a hot, sticky chapel with barely enough room to glance around, and struggling to squeeze out some Italian phrases. But even though our feet were wincing in pain and we had an interesting experience at the ever-so-loved Vatican, we laughed through the whole adventure. Laughed really hard actually, crying of laughter, making a joke and hilarious hashtag for every moment in Rome. Don't get me wrong, the Vatican and the Colleseum are a sight to see. I mean, I would've loved getting to the Colleseum because I was with the group, not because Brynn and I were left behind at the hotel after sleeping through our alarm. But hey, we used our newly acquired public transportation skills to get there and it rocked. Sunsets at the Colleseum aren't too bad. And as I look back on the moment of crazy American girls screaming and laughing hysterically on the side of the cobblestone road as Alyssa's ONLY shoe is being run over by car after bus after car, you've gotta be thankful for that random Italian who pitied us. The guy who pulled a Thor move and stops traffic to get the long lost coral flat, now smudged black with tire marks. Or the lady who helped Karli out of the freakishly tiny elevator, after being stuck in the dark little area covered in mirrors. It's the little things. So, even though Rome and I are not friends, it was an adventure. And that's what we all want right? Stories of eating gelato while desperately wishing in the Trevi Fountain for smooth sailing through college. And of course, re-enacting every greatest Lizzie McGuire scene.Then, since it was immediately apparent that smooth sailing wouldn't be included in our time in Rome (got left behind and lost 20 minutes after our first wishes at the Trevi), eating gelato all day every day was obviously justified. And that is just what we did. We frequented White, the most incredible gelato cafe a person could indulge in. One of the happiest moments of Rome was spent in White, eating gelato and singing along to Stand By Me by some restaurant singer.
Adventure is out there- and it's definitely in Rome. I've never laughed so hard in my life, nor have I ever bonded with people so instantly. Seriously, these girls are my little familia now and we laugh every second of the day. We could probably write a novel including all our stories, but I'll spare you. We're probably the only ones to truly appreciate our time there. Rome is a check off the bucket list and will always have a special, interesting, place in my heart. #Romestrash
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