So it has been a crazy couple of days. I got into Rome today and started off with making our way to the Spanish Steps (it was close to our hostel), and had our gelati (heaven in ice cream form lol).
But the real fun came on Sardenia the past couple of days. We just went there because it was the cheapest way to get to Rome and why not explore a random island. Our flight was scheduled to get in late, so we decided not to get a hostel and rough it in the airport. We figured that was less dangerous than trying to find our way around a random Italian speaking city at 1 in the morning. Good thing too because we ended up being pointed to the wrong place (10 miles) from the actual hostel where there is the exact same intersection... who'd know? We got there... were looking for #78 and it only went up to 16... no good. But we were in no hurry so we had a random adventure on the side. And praise the Lord that we speak Spanish because if not, we would have had much more difficulties. We couldn't find people for a while who spoke English, but they could Spanish. It's much more similar. Everyone we talked to was extremely nice and eager to help us trying to figure out what we needed (Spanish is closer to Italian but still not Italian). At 10 in the morning. We were waiting for a bus to our hostel (the actual location now) and stopped for our first gelato. At 10 am there are not many people in the stores so we had a whole conversation with the owner in half Spanish, half English, and half Italian that we could figure out from what Spanish we knew. So much fun. I wish we had it recorded!
Then we got to our hostel. We were dead because the airport benches aren't exactly the most comfortable. :) When we got there, the guy working was about our age and didn't know English or Spanish... So we spoke in Spanish... he spoke in Italian... and we figure out what we needed in the end. We slept for a while and when we woke up we went to ask where a grocery store was. Using a Google translator, we figure everything out and he told us that he would take us in his "maquina" to the store. Now that is a car haha.. Let's go in the machine! haha hilarious!
We got there and he showed us everything that we needed to get and then cooked and ate with us. He was a pretty much a chef by adding onion and garlic to the tomato sauce, busting out the olive oil of course in true Mediterranean style and we had a two course meal and everything. Ravioli stuffed with Ricotti cheese and then steak type stuff. We also had formaggio cheese and olives... he wouldn't let us go without it. And he wouldn't let us pay. The whole time I was thinking... there is a catch... this is probably stupid, but I'm here now to say that all is well... no catch... just a nice Italian guy wanting to show around the Americanas :)
After we cooked (it was absolutely delicious) he took us into Cagliari, the bigger city to take pictures. He was our tour guide taking us to all of the sites and stopping the car, getting out, taking our picture, and off we went again. The whole time in broken Italian, Spanish, and English.
The next morning he wanted to take us to the beach. So, we went. By that time there was no fear. He was harmless and just thought we were funny trying to learn some Italian. So we again, toured the island of Sardenia stopping at all of the picturesque points on the way. He dropped us off at the airport and that was that. We got completely lucky with everything!
Today, we've just been walking around a little bit around Rome. We got in at around 630 to the hostel and then walked a while and eventually made it to the Spanish Steps. Very neat. I have 2 more days in Rome and then I'm off to Cinque Terre (I got my train ticket today!).
Love you all! Can't wait to get home and see everyone!!
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