This might not be the most coherent thing I've ever written as I've been awake since 7am on Friday September 17th. I have no idea how many hours that translates to, but I think it might be 26 or 27.
Anyhow, travel impressions! British Airways is a spectacular airline, with fantastic service, good diversion options (I watched the A-Team and Kick-Ass on the way over "the pond"), and one glaring problem. Well two, but I'm going to attribute my sore bum to losing all the padding in it. Okay I'm not going to complain too much, after all I am in Rome at the moment, but BA needs to get there stuff together when they offload travelers, we sat on the tarmac for about 20 minutes just waiting for buses to come pick us up and take us to Heathrow. Grrr...
The flight to Rome itself was fine, it was the equivalent of flying from Baltimore to Chicago - a puddle jump.
Rome... in a word, gorgeous. The city oozes history, even our hotel looks like it was built before the Revolutionary War. We've literally been for 30 minutes, so we haven't had a chance to explore the city, but I'm already in awe. We're about to walk down to the hotels happy hour bar and have a drink then walk over to Piazza del Polpolo for dinner. Yes, I know we're dog tired, but I figure this way we can get on a Roman sleep schedule and avoid the worst of the jet lag on the days we want to go see stuff.
Oh and Romans are crazy drivers. I thought we were going to die. Twice.
Glad you made it safe and sound. ;)
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