Made It To Rome

We finally made it to Rome! We got out of the subway and BAM! There is the collosseum. It is cooler than I thought. (I wasn't planning on being impressed- this is kind of a technique I try to use in many realms of my life so I can avoid disappointment... it works most of the time). We didn't do any real, official sight-seeing since it was 5 or 6pm, but just walking around the streets, you can see the ruins of the empire. We found an Irish Bar, and instead of getting a Guiness (which is my preferred mass-produced beer) I got a Long Island; it is quite refreshing at dusk, and why not drink the drink that was invented in my hometown, at the Canoe Place Inn down the street, while I am sitting in Rome? It wasn't quite made properly, but I did get a buzz... nice. We left to find a different bar and came across the MOST beautiful fountain I have ever seen. I am not just saying that because I want to make Rome sound like a nice place- I really liked this thing. The fountains I usually see are of women. Like the one in Antigua, Guatemala with the water coming out of the ladies' tits. This huge fountain had men all sculpted into it. I will tell you more when I go back. And I will go back, cause I didn't get to really concentrate on the fountain (I also told this friend that I would make a wish for him with a coin and stuff since he asked me to). I was distracted by the foreign men (from India or Sri Lanka or somewhere like that I think) shooting bubble guns. Yes, bubble guns! For those of you who do not know, at times I am bubble master and one of my parlor tricks involves bubbles and smoke. I have been wanting a bubble gun for a long time, and when I finally bought one, it did not work.;( I have been hesitant to buy another one if it will just be another piece of junk.
These bubble guns, however, were not pieces of junk. So, after talking the guy down to 5Euros, and getting him to give me batteries, I bought one. Which lead me to be swarmed by these men, with all these different toys that would be lots of fun on certain party occasions. I really enjoyed the pack of gum that electrocuted your finger when you went to grab it. It is much better than my fake pack of gum. But, I did not buy it. The bubble gun excited me enough, and I know it isn't faulty cause I made the guy test mine out before. Note: After so much time in Guatemala, I am also a bargain master. At the bar where I got the Long Island iced tea, I also haggled this not-so-pleasant African guy from 30 Euro to 5 for this bracelet I like that matches my current favorite jewelry and wardrobe perfectly. The reason he was not so pleasant is because he told one of my friends to go back to England (even though my friend is Swiss) and he was also very begrudging in our dealings. So, we will burn this good inscense wood Larsen got from Bolivia (Santa something- he gave me some last year and has some with him- it has purifying qualities). We can cleanse that guy's bad blahblah off the bracelet.

After wandering around til sundown, we returned to the Shamrock bar, and drank til we left Rome, back to the camper, and back to 3 bottles of wine. Oh, wine. I like that stuff. Not kidding. Got wasted. (Oh, then these 3 magical white, beautiful, big, arctic,expensive looking dogs came over to the camper. 2 were so nice and one....not nice. They were so beautiful, as white as snow angels.