Some randomness

Random view of a piazza

Dinner-good.  Limoncello-bad

I have a massive hangover this morning and I think that I'll stay in bed and read most of the day.  But I must say that arriving at this hangover was so much fun.  Last night we celebrated Codie's birthday-she is one of the girls in our program.  We went to a lovely little restaurant behind the Pantheon, and had a simple dinner-bruschetta followed by a plate with two pastas and finally dessert.  The company was delightful-Codie invited a few of her other friends as well as our group.  I was seated between Kara, someone from our program, Chiare, an Italian journalist who enjoys talking about politics and movies and loves French men as much as I do.  My favorite comment of the night, "A friend and I were in Paris and I was supposed to ask for directions but as soon as he said 'Bonjour' I completely forgot how to say anything!"  Then out came the Limoncello and the remainder of the evening becomes a little fuzzier.  But I was well taken care of and two of my roommates even walked me home which I thought was very kind.  And they seemed to enjoy seeing the "old guy" smashed!

Random car...actually not so random-I walk by it almost daily.  It is in
really great condition except for the ding in the left front quarter panel.
It is a Citroen 2CV and I'm guessing from the mid-late 60's.

Yesterday I took a long walk but purposefully without a camera.  I walked over to the Forum-we're going to visit it in class next week-then around the Flavian Theater-aka the Colosseum-then up the hill and promptly got lost.  Not in a scary, what am I going to do kind of way but more like a I have no idea where I am but it sure is pretty kind of way.  It's kind of funny-from what I understand the Italians exported their anal retentiveness about parks to the French but apparently didn't keep any for themselves.  Don't get me wrong, the parks I've seen are quite lovely; they're just not maintained to within an inch of their lives.  The bushes are a little fuzzy, the grass is a little long, the trees aren't all the exact same size and shape. 

Enough random blabbing for one day.  Time to get back to studying.  Or sleeping.  Whatever.

Random hand crafted musical instruments-harps,
lutes violins, cellos-I accidentally found this shop
while walking after photography class