Dude! Can we touch your Ferrrari? (Adventures with MooReece con't)

Day 2... or as I like to call it - the continuation of Day 1 for me.  Yes I finally DID get some sleep eventually but it took me nearly 40 hours to get a solid 3 hours!  There are some perks to being a chronic insomniac I guess... when traveling and you can't sleep at least you can still function for an extended period of time.  My eyes on the other hand... well they were redder than Satan.

We landed at Fiumancino airport almost 1 hour ahead of schedule - YAY for speeding pilots.  Going through customs was a breeze, in fact it was so slack they didn't even stamp our passports!  PISS OFF!  I paid a small fortune to come visit your country, the least you can do is stamp my passport!  So disappointed.  First thing's first though... after 4 hours in a car, 3 hours in an airport and 8 hours on a plane, we need to wash up.  So there we are in the airport washroom scrubbing our faces and brushing our teeth... so much better!  Luggage took a while but by 1230pm we were on the train with our new Canadian friend Gale (from London) who is also going on the retreat with me next week.  We pulled into Termini, tired, hungry and wanting coffee.  I explained to Robyn that you can't really get a coffee "to-go" here, well you can but they just put your espresso in a paper cup.  You don't even have enough coffee to make it out the door so no point in creating garbage.  We did each get one to go though and her expression was priceless.  We then ventured on with our suitcases to find our Bed and Breakfast which was supposed to be walking distance.  It was a short but bumpy walk and we did find it without much trouble but unlike hotels, bed and breakfasts are in flats and you really wouldn't even know it's there unless you were looking for it.  We arrived at 2pm, rang the buzzer and this bubbly little italian man named Max greeted us, grabbed our stuff and gave us the low-down on how this works!  What a charming little place!  Simple room with AC, WIFI, TV and private bathroom perfect for what we need.  Max is a GEM and we love him already.  Super hospitable and a great host.  After settling in, showering quickly and changing Robyn, Moo and I are out the door ready for our first Roman adventure.  

No real plans, it's already 3pm.  We are hungry and curious so we set out in the direction of San Maggiore and find a restaurant where we enjoy our first real italian meal.  I order my first 1/2 bottle of wine and life is great again!  I completely forgot though that you can't be in a rush when going out for a meal in Italy... they will let you sit there FOREVER until you wave them down and ask for the bill.  We then ventured off into the unknown just walking in different directions, nowhere specific except trying to find a public washroom.  There are none (which I knew) but we kept seeing these McDonald's signs everywhere pointing us towards one... we never found it.  We followed and followed and followed and no McDonald's to be found anywhere.  I figured it would have a public restroom to use.  So we decided after a few hours of wandering to head back and grab a nap before heading out later that night.  I still couldn't sleep... but it was nice to relax.  

We had intentions of trying to  find a bar to have dinner and drinks at but couldn't really find any.  It was dark, it's a new city and well we didn't want to stray too far... we eventually found a little place where we sat outside.  I ordered a full bottle of Montepulciano but he didn't have any and offered me the Montefalco instead saying that it was from the same family and I would likely enjoy.  WOW!!! One of the best wines I've ever set had the pleasure of consuming.  Smooth, dry, delicious.  A great substitute for sure.  The owner of the restaurant also owned an orange Ferrari and while chatting with him he offered to let us sit in it and take pictures if we wanted - HELLZ YES!  Robyn was even going to ask for a ride... but she never did.  I was too busy oggling.  It was a beauty!  We got lost on our way back to the room, stopped for a pastry and took a wrong turn.  Not really lost, just one block over but at nearly 1am in a foreign city when you haven't slept in nearly 40 hours... even being slightly lost is stressful.  Of course I didn't have the map.  $#&*$*$^ Luckily I had one on my iPhone and figured out we were only 1 block over.  Oops!  Should have gotten the guy in the Ferrari to drive us back.  LOL  I was looking forward to crawling into bed but I didn't fall asleep right away and barely slept at all...I did get about 3 hours though so I guess that is better than nothing.

The men here are all very... flirty?!  HAHA!  At least they don't touch (so far) like the French and nothing too creepy has happened.  Well unless you consider Robyn and I more or less chasing down the most beautiful italian man we've even laid eyes on... he passed us on the street and we almost broke into a run to keep up and try to get a picture.  Such losers!  LOL Robyn did get a picture though so good job buddy!  Even if it was just from behind...