Got our only checked bag (my new backpack). I liked that we were 'packing' even though we were staying in hotels and such. My friend Frank says there are two kinds of travellers: those with backpacks and those with suitcases. I want to be the former.
At the terminal, we realized that our shuttle was not there for us. After scanning the terminal for some help (remember that most of these people do not speak English) and failing, we found another couple that was there on the same cheap deal that we got. Gate 1 Travel to be specific. They also were waiting for the shuttle. A nice Italian chap dialed them up for us. They arrived shortly.
Our shuttle shuttled us around town and we finally arrived at our hotel. It's like 10.30am or so now. Can't check in until noon. No shower yet. Aye! Oh, shuttling around Rome was a bit surreal... all this ancient and modern stuff side by side. Weird.
Killed time by getting cash and getting ourselves our first caffe latte. Mmm. Also had a warmed panini (tost).
I was feeling a little bitchy, so I went home and took a little siesta...
After waking, Holly and I headed to the subway to jaunt around Rome... see the Collesium and such. We got felt up real good on the subway. I mean, wow, it was really weird. Nothing stolen, but it left us feeling very jaded and paranoid (like a good American). Got off the subway and walked for a few...
Then the arch of Constantine...
Then got lost, and then back by the Collesium...
We were feeling tired [read: Ryan was feeling a little bitchy again and Holly was putting up with it so graciously], so we went back to the hotel, promising ourselves that we would get an early start on the day tomorrow...
Oh, and Holly found out what a bidey (sp?) was. Ha.
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