Roman Times
Hey everyone!That highly accurate picture of me comes from my loving sister Chris. I am an inscrutable wannabe journalist type, though I don't think I own any shirt that shade of green. Maybe it would look good on me...
Anyway, I am writing to you from the Tiber Village Hostel and Camping Site 30 minutes from Rome. The place is like a weird budget resort, halfway between an odd sort of bohemian paradise and a nightmare involving strange accents.
I've also never drunk so much. Lesson for all you kids out there: A €3.70 bottle of vodka will taste like bugspray but it's good for two whole nights. Worth it? You decide.
But here's the problem with this strange and wonderful place... there's no wifi. Or there is, but it's €3/hour and is wayy undependable. So, no wifi means no videos.
Because we love you so much, we're going to try to post some pictures of amazing Rome (which has 2000 year old things just laying about the place and some cheap panini) while we're here. And not just for those HIP members.
Anyway, it is time I should be going, but I hope you have enjoyed this introspective into our lives and that you'll stick with us through this long, sure to be bizarre week.
If you say "Drink", you have to drink,
John from Canada
Labels: Rome
posted by John from Canada at
13:39
5 Comments:
Hallo Inscrutable journalist and other types. Great capture of you, John. I particularly like the mouth and shades. So what is Stuart being inscrutable about?
Whew - cheap vodka! Remember, the brain cells you kill may be your own...(I can hear them screeeeeaaaammmiing)
Enjoy the ancient litter...
hmmm...maybe the vodka is so cheap because it actually is bugspray and the feeling of being drunk is actually the feeling of tripping out on bugspray and that's why it lasts two nights?
nice pic from the steanbean. bet there are some interesting personalities in the bohemian club tiber-like place. if tuber-culosis can come from tubers turned into vodka, does tiber-culosis come from the tubers turned into vodka on the tiber? potato alcohol-you just can't trust it, 'coz they'd rather be unh-unh smith's crisps...
It's funny cuz it's true! Oh, John, you are so inscrutable.
WOOOOOO! You're in Rome! You guys should be gladiators. My money's on the man-eating tigers. No offense.
Now go drive a Vespa with a beautiful Roman lady. It's like a prerequisite of being there. You know what they say, when in... nah, just kidding. I'm not THAT cliché.
I think.
Excellent likeness from what I have learned over the months about you, John. I don't know about your scrutablity but, I think I'm getting a pretty good idea as I have followed you and your commenting possy from the beginning. Keep journalizing and I will follow. DRINK!!
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