Do like the Romans do
We are bad tourists. Good drinkers, but bad tourists. We managed to miss the on two different occasions the Colloseum, which I might say is open very infrequently on the weekend which is very very stupid, as well as missing an AC Roma game and we showed up five minutes late to the pope speaking. We did manage to go out drinking at a place that was within site of the Colloseum, and there is something quite awing when you are having a drink within sight of thousands of years worth of history. We also manage on a few different occasions to procure some free drinks which I can take no credit for and can lay the credit at the feet of miss Liz and miss Emily. These two pretty girls managed to convince many a nice gentleman bartender to give us free drinks for the evening, but then we had to deal with the repercussions of driving around at 3 in the morning with Rocko(a bartender we think) and his friends all who spoke no English as they attempted to give us a ride home. We eventually with some drunken brilliance, at a traffic light all jumped out of the car with fear that they might kidnap us and then caught the first cab home. The girls also had to deal with the bartenders giving them calls for a few days asking them out on dates in very broken English.

Also adorning these nights of fun was a ridiculous pub crawl with a splattering of English speaking tourists, Americans, Canadians, English, Germans and an extra Aussi. We virtually found this rag tag pub crawl, crawling its way to four different pubs and spured by a free hour of drinking at the first pub, free shots at each following pub and discounted drinks(bullshit they were 9 euros) on top of a free t-shirt for 20 euro’s. The results, various pub crawl members disappearing along the way or going home early far to inebriated, others throwing up in the streets and still others being carried/ dragged along by friends, I was probably one of few survivors who walked in my door at the end of the night and that’s not saying much.

During the weekend days we recovered from the exhausting weeks and nights on town and eventually learned a bit about sightseeing. We hit up the Sistine Chapel, the Popes Basilica, the Colloseum (on our last weekend), the Roman steps, Pantheon, Columns, Runes and a plethora of other ancient cool looking things, not bad considering our runs as Italian tourists.