"When in Rome"

The girls and I loaded up our backpacks, hopped on a plane and headed to ROMA! With a map in hand and adventure on the mind, we weaved through the streets of Italy and found our weekend landing pad-- Hotel Christina. Sami rang the buzzer... (seemed like the logical thing to do) in a matter of seconds the little speaker was shouting at us in angry Italian telling us to open the door. We decided to avoid the questionable looking elevator and hiked our giant backpacks up the endless spiral staircase. We followed the echo of the still shouting Italian man where we found the reception desk and our room key... fabulous. Oh the room, quite the little gem if you ask me. Someone put a whole lot of effort and even more wallpaper into decorating it. We're all convinced it used to be a dining room at one point in time. It worked out just fine, bunk beds and all! 

Beautiful chandelier right? 

At least the bunk beds match the wall paper 

We spent our days walking around and sightseeing-- we managed to do everything on foot and avoided buying a bus pass, woo go us! We ate endless amounts of pizza and gelato, visited tons of historical sights, and of course took a whole bunch of pictures... enjoy! 

Rome was both beautiful and historic. Surprisingly smaller than I was expecting, but compared to London everywhere seems small. The majority of the locals we encountered struggled with English but they were all pretty determined to carry out a conversation with us... Italian is a much prettier language. 

The weather was in the 70's with lots of much needed sunshine during our daytime adventures. We encountered a big thunder storm the last night of our stay-- it was SO loud! My favorite memory in Rome was taking a bottle of wine (or two) to the Trevi Fountain for some people watching, tossing coins while making wishes, and just loving life.