I was in Rome by myself for almost a week, and then Maria came later to meet up with me for the weekend. It was tiring and fun and cold and wet and beautiful, and in the end, Italian men have proven themselves to be quite the flirting masters of the European continent.
And I am proud to say that I have mastered the language of Italian (not really--but I got a lot of winks for trying really hard) Also, I've decided to learn French and Italian at the same time, because during my stay in Italy, I realized that they're basically one language anyway.
For example, "grazie" sounds like merci, it's only disguised as the spanish word, gracias.
