Though still in pain, I decided to suffer through it and proceed with my plans for today. Daniella and I met at around 9:45am this morning. We initally wanted to hit up the surrealism exhibit I thought I saw advertisments for, but I confused something, so we continued with our day.
We took a stroll through the Jewish Ghetto, where I was pin poined. "Tu Jewish," the old woman said to me. "Si," I replied. I've traveled all over, and usually nobody knows where I am from. Here, I was identified. Since our lunch place wasn't opened yet, we proceeded through the streets of Rome in the direction of Campo di Fiori to window shop and such.
By 12:30pm, we went to eat at Sora Margherita. I had been there with Blanche and it was delicious. This time was just as delicious! We split an order of fried artichokes. We each got fettecini with tomato and basil as our first coarse. For our second coarse, Danielle got the lamb, and I got the liver. Both were very good. We also split some red house wine.
From there, we walked past Piazza Venezia and the Capitoline Museum, down the Corso towards the Museum of Fantasy. I had been waiting to go since I got to Rome, and today was finally the day! They were doing an exhibit of Nikki Phale's work. She's known for her volumptuous women, and her bright colors. It was a lot of fun. We both really enjoyed it!
Afterwards, we walked past the Pantheon to De Palma, otherwise known as my gelato mecca. Black Passion and Passionfruit awaited me. We sat down in Piazza Navuona to enjoy the treat, and then made our way back to the residence.
After a quick four hour nap, I woke up and made myself something to eat. lol
After some quality facebook time, I sat down to watch Cinema Paradiso... one of my top 10 favorite movies of all time. Though it's an Italian film with English subtitles, it almost doesn't seem like it. It's that good. Though usually known for crying about hopeless love, as I sat and watched the movie, I found myself crying again and again about Alfredo's death. It wasn't Alfredo I was thinking about though. It was my grandfather... I really miss him... It's times like these when I wish I had my friends and family around. I know my grandfather is looking over me though. I hope he's being taken good care of... finally resting, chillen... He worked very hard his whole life. He deserves to relax, more than anyone. He was a good man... no a great man. It probably hasn't even fully hit me yet. How can it? I'm in Rome. I wouldn't have been seeing him now anyway, but I'm going to come home soon. He's not going to be there...
I guess I should just go to bed. I have a big day tomorrow...
Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...
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