Oh, Medusa

Ciao Bella!

We arrived in Italy two days ago, after spending our time in Patras with our friend and his underwear. The ferry ride was long and probably the worst sleep yet on our trip, our seats consisted mainly of airplane like seats in a dark room. No. Good.

We spent two days in a small town on the coast named Brindisi in a hostel named Carpe Diem! It was the only hostel in the small place, but welcoming and homey none the less. Our roomate, on the other hand, was a bit off. Upon arrival we were introduced to her by her stuff scattered throughout an entire corner of the room. Around five suitcases, her own computer (not laptop, computer), and an array of things about the desk. She came in around dinner and made quite the impression upon us. She was probably around fourty or fifty years old with purple hair and large fur coats with high boots. She only spoke Spanish mostly, but managed to make a bit of conversation with us before she took out her tattoo gun. Yes, tattoo gun! She chatted away on her cellphone as she put the gun together. Once she was off of her phone she began tattooing herself. She was shocking. I named her Medusa due to her outline on her lower back. Gross!

Brindisi was not much but on our last afternoon the man who owned the hostel and a few girls that work there were heading out to the beach to watch some boat races and invited us along. We raced through Brindisi out to one of its two castles, where we broke in past the military confinement (haa) and sat to eat strawberries. It was pretty great.

We caught the train at six this morning to Rome, where it is hot and overwhelming. We had been planning to saunter into a hostel and assume for open beds (because that has been our plan thus far) only to discover that nearly every hostel in Rome was full for tonight. AH! We are currently checked in to M&J Hostel, a short walk from the Termini Train Station, and we have booked it up until Thursday evening. Rome is expensive, so we had sought out to find a grocery store and were unsuccessful due to it being Sunday evening. We ate at a small Pizzeria where we spent too much on mediocre Italian food. I ate the canneloni with spinach and ricotta cheese. Though, the waiter did give us complimentary shots and his phone number.

The second one we have gotten so far!

Anyway, we are going to do our best to tour Rome on our own due to the fact that this hostel costs reasonably more than the others we have been in.

DK, the settings say the date is set to be in the blog so I am confused as to why it is not there. Today is Sunday April 5!

Much love,
Ash