They arrived.

Sara, Lisa and Michelle arrived in Rome last night and we polished off several bottles of red wine and wandered to the Piazza Novona. Good times. Good times. We're renting a car in a couple hours and heading out to the countryside. Watch Swimming Pool or Stealing Beauty... this is how I imagine it will look like. (Minus the hallucinations and the budding virginity).

Un caffe. I held an awkward conversation with the owners of the coffee shop every morning. Although I speak enough Italian (or shitty Spanish which can be quite similar to Italian), I found myself fumbling for words, mumbling "Ummm..." more often than I like to admit.

Michelle, Sara and Me outside the Pantheon.

Lisa and Sara hanging outside our apartment after closing time.

"Hey guys, lets go to Piazza Novona."

"Ok."

And we did.

It was good.

Some weird man kissed me.

I dug in the fountain to retrieve a flower for Ms. Lisa. She promised that she would hold on to it forever. She didn't. It's ok. It was fun anyway.

Lisa chatting with our new friends.