ok. so i am writing today about my first day in italy. Yesterday I was incapable of doing so in the evening for two reasons...the internet was not available and i was shitfaced.

I guess I could start the day with the shitfacedness because the rest of the day was not all that interesting. I got off the plane allright and I sat next to one fat person on the connecting flight up. Not too shabby... Anyhow upon arriving at the campground outside of Rome where I would be staying I ran into these Manchester United fans who, upon hearing that I wanted to go to the bank, insisted on taking me pubbing. (the pub was apparently close to the bank)

So I went from feeling like an awkward little camper person all alone in Italy to feeling like Elijah Wood in the movie Greene street hooligans. The English guys were hilarious. They liked potty humor, found indecent exposure to be a high form of comedy and were really friendly on top of it all. These guys all got drunk and pissed in the street and catcalled at girls the whole damn day. What was most intense were the Football chants. They were all tunes to popular songs I recognized and there were about 60 englishmen yelling them at the top of their lungs. They would sing especially loudly when italians would walk by...

So I eventually have to drop out because I cant drink anymore and I get on the bus and fall asleep. I wake up and the busdriver has completely left the vehicle and I am simply alone on the bus on the side of the street. So I pick myself up and make my way back to the campsite.

Back at the campsiteat about five pm I try to shake off the hangover ive got by taking a shower. It does not work. I meet a nice german couple from south of munich and the lady looks like a younger version of Max Chases mom. (hot) hehe! anyway! they ruled because they got me coffe and wine. The latter did not help my hangover.

So the Englishmen get back and watch Barcelona beat the shit out of Manchester so they proceeded to expose themselves and one guy punches the tv. Then they ang another soccer song about not giving a shit and we all went to bed.

That was the first day! Today I have moved into a hostel inside of rome and It is very very nice. HUGE rooftop terace. As in the view is huge. It rules. I walked through a treelined avenue today to my cousins hotel and left her a message and so now I am sitting here writing in an internet cafe. So Ill write more when I know more. Chow!