Eeeetaly.

That's how you say Italy if you're speaking English with an Italian accent.

I went there.

It was a mixture of emotions.

But mostly good ones!

One week ago.

I flew to Trieste.

That's in the extreme north-east.

I saw a friend again - Aleksandra from Lithuania, mentioned as the "best friend" of my CS host in Slovenia in a previous post.

We CouchSurfed with a nice Italian couple and saw the city and ate great food.

We had the best time, and it hurt a lot to say goodbye to Aleksandra just two days later. I will not see her again before I leave Europe.

I took a train to Rome.

I slept the entire way.

I saw Luke.

Luke is my best friend.

And it had been almost one year since we'd seen each other.

Within seconds, it was as if we were never apart. Me making a fool of myself and Luke feeling humiliated about that for no good reason :D

We were planning for me to secretly stay in Luke's hotel room. But they discovered us, almost.

I switched to CouchSurfing. I stayed with an American girl called Mae.

She and her room-mate took Luke and me to get half-price gelati.

Luke and I saw:

The Pope sing. Seriously.

The Vatican.

The Colosseum.

Tourists.

Ruins.

Tourists.

Hello did you read that first thing? We were in the courtyard of Vatican City watching the Pope address the masses and he sang!!!

Luke tried to enter Vatican City with a full bottle of alcohol in his bag. Hahahaha. It was taken off him.

Dot dot dot.

And now that I've reached the end of this post I realised I never mentioned that Frances (another best friend) was in London for a while and we met up and hung out tooooooo. She is far too interested in fashion and we must have browsed every £500 pair of shoes in London. We also saw a movie, had a sleepover, ate ice-cream, and ran down the up-escalator.

Back in London, another exciting week-long trip coming up!

Ciao!!

Patrick