......after the 21st I was absolutely bedazzled, San Carlo told me to travel so I did, I went to Rome to visit a very dear friend.
While in Rome I had a very good travel, I met sweet people Antionella and her girlfriend as well as cooked Carne a Pizza, slept like a princess every night, I sat in one of the latest Lamborgini Models not yet released, I went to the beach and I saw a very tiny Tornado. I also saw amazing Fountains, I walked to see the Vatican Museum but the line was way too long, and then I also visited San Pedro Church, I did not go inside because the line was too long aswel, but I waved at San Pedro. San Pedro church saw me, it's all that matters (giggle). My dear friend Gaetano was an absolute gentleman and an amazing tour guide, we drank wine, laughed and he is a loving dear friend for life.
While I was in Rome, I missed Ronchi78, I was wondering about all of them all the time, Rome and my friends there were absolutely amazing, yet Milan is like my Disney land, the statues and getting lost, also feeling safe getting lost, being lost and finding my way back to Ronchi78 then the Duomo, sitting and mentally communicating with Leo da Vinci, talking to the angelic statues. Milan is magical and Ronch78 just added the family part, the unconditional love, the commitment and the incredible gratitude. I have also bonded with the homeless people on the street and the incredible desire to help these people so it is and was so important to learn the language. I have been giving cookies, shoes and money to the homeless yet I know that it is not what they need, yes it is, but one cannot keep feeding fish to people, one must teach them how to fish for themselves. I just want everybody to be happy.
Rome is beautiful, yet I felt a bit annoyed with all the tourists, and what made me upset was the fact that I was surrounded with once again the most beautiful fountains as well as buildings, yet the tourists just threw their papers and junk on the ground, disrespecting the meaning of the history of the ground, I felt an urge to slap a tourist or two.
When you enter another's home, region or even country, you do not disrespect it, under no circumstances, respect is incredibly important.
My experience in Rome was wonderful yet my heart was already in Milan.
The first time I was on the fast train TRAINITALIA to Rome, I was absolutely excited and yet again I had no map I asked the receptionist of the hotel what station to go to, she told me the yellow line to Central Station, I bought a ticket to Rome by the Machine and off I went, it was beautiful seeing the country side, the green, the nature, Ahh Bellissima!!!!!
On my way back to Milan from Rome on the fast train..... hehehehe (blush), I was feverishly surprisingly kissed by a man from Napoli, and it was a very interesting experience, I do not want to go into much detail (blush). hehehehehe.
My return to Milan, oh dear the second I saw my Duomo my whole being just lit up and I sighed with happiness and joy.
It was Monday and I took the metro at once back to the hotel from the Duomo to get settled, cleaned up from the travelling and dressed to go to Ronchi78 ofcoarse and tell them about my visit to Rome. Ohhhh noooo, when I entered only Max was there, I was really happy to see Max and the chef, yet I felt a bit sad because nobody else was there, so I returned back to the hotel, deciding to surf the internet for a school to learn Italian, unfortunitaly I had no luck and drifted once again into a peaceful sleep, knowing that the next day would be another day and just to be peaceful because not even Rome was built in a day...
.....to be continued....