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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Roma

Rome is a crazy city, it never sleeps. It's full of men in suits on mopeds, stalls and stalls of bright fruit so fresh it looks like it may burst, and when you round corners past beautiful women talking on mobile phones it's natural for breathtaking monuments to pop up right before your eyes.

Rome was full of laughter, and amiable silences where nobody needs to speak. It was a haven for me. It was also filled with tiredness, getting lost and being blonde. These moments would be dumbed down if I put them here; they're moments my Dad and I will always treasure.

So instead I'll give you the photos, because you always like that, don't you?


But of course, lush!


A person!!


The Pantheon. Not the Parthenon.


On our way to the Vatican. I swore this was in a different place and got us lost.


The River Tyber, which boasted an entire swimming pool complex. I would post photos of here, but I am too embarrassed. One, because I look emaciated in a bikini, and two, because a lady asked me the time by tapping my watch. Instead of responding with *the time* as most people would I presumed she liked my watch, so told her where to buy it. Oh the embarrassedness.


Hotel one. Yes, disaster struck and we moved hotel. None of the rooms had baths. None!


Hotel two, wherein I complained to the manager that there was no hairdryer only to be embarrassed once more when he pointed out that this strange pipe thing was in fact one.





Fashion advertisement. Two wolves and a bird. Anyone?


Overlooking the Vatican. You know, that religious place?




We climbed 552 stairs with walls like this. But the view was totally worth it.






Hat.


*NOT THE SISTINE CHAPEL KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT IN THE FUTURE BILLYGEAN*


Fun on a roundabout. In the Matalan trousers.


Trevi Fountains.



Spanish Steps.

And now the real reasons to go to Rome?



Which cornet do I want?


Keats' death mask!

by billygean.co.uk at 7:00 AM |