More 3 for 5ers

May 16^th

Today we had a lazy day in bed all day watching tv shows day. (We stayed up until 2 am the night before.) When 6pm rolled around we finally made it out the door and took the train straight to the Coliseum. Literally, when you get off the train and walk up into the street it is staring straight at you. We went at night and it was all lit up, which was beautiful. There were many lovers holding hands and enjoying each other and many venders walking around trying to sell you random crap. Some guy came up to us and tried to sell us a holographic glass image of the Coliseum and I told him 3 for 5 3 for 5 and he laughed...he must have been from Cairo... J

We walked up to a church on the top of a hill and they were having a meeting of the Franciscans. I wished I knew better Italian because I would have liked to sit in on that service. We are going to go back to this place tomorrow because the art inside of the church was amazing. I have always been a big fan of realism in painting...like a photograph from the past, only you can feel more...sometimes when I look into paintings I can feel more of the intention of the artist. But I guess really good photography does that as well. We stayed with Matt and Idoya and Matt was such an amazing photographer that I felt emotional when looking at the shoreline of a beach. Growing up I always wished to have a gift like that, to be able to explain how I see the world so people understood...I think real artists do that with a passion.

After many fountains and buildings we headed towards the bus to go home. We had taken the train home last time, but it was now late and the bus is the only thing running. The bus was packed, you see this all the time and we laughed about it...and then it happened to us... J The bus ride wasn’t bad however, looking at all the ruins along the streets and the people were all very friendly. There was even a cute Roman girl sitting next to where we were standing and she kept smiling at us. I think she like the way I was saying the street names, she thought the accent was funny ((giggles)).

We got home and Franco had made some cake for breakfast that smelled so good! We crashed out around 2am again.