So...Rome. What can I say? Obviously, me and Anu both fell in love with the city at first sight. It stills stumps just how natural this all feels like we belong here. The cobblestone-sovered streets intertwine with the dark alleys and passageways filled with the local populace, chatting away with no worries of tomorrow, absorbing the wonders of daily life as quietly as we do it loudly. I think half of Rome heard us when we ran into our first national monument. ...

So we arrived at Rome, where the temperature was a comforting 28 celsius, probably a sign of things to come (if you think that's not too bad, keep in mind that this was during 11pm). To our information-impaired friends out there, that's a nice 84 degrees fahrenheit, in case you were wondering. The hostel we'll be spending our first night in is as shocking as the temperature. Man, this place is a dump. If you gave a five year old epilectic child 5 days time to d...

You'd Imagine that your first trip to Rome, the one you've been dreaming about for the last 1,5 years would cause you too feel at least slight, girly glee, but no. Somehow, flying and travelling to us is as natural as breathing. Watching the cumulus clouds fly by, while Italy draws ever closer feels somehow RIGHT to us. There's no ye olde butterflies in the stomach, no tension, just the feeling of doing what you're supposed to do. The flight(s) so far have been...