ostia antica

sunday, instead of fighting the huge crowds at the vatican [last sunday of each month is free admission], we went to the abandoned/buried/rediscovered/excavated port city of ostia antica. it is located about 10 miles west of rome proper, and 2 miles south of fco airport.

out of 100+ pics taken, these arent nearly the best, but were the most memorable. we discovered an area should probably have been completely roped off..instead of just on three sides.

oh look! stairs...

and they lead to a creepy tunnel!

with multiple creepy dark passageways [illuminated only by camera flash]

a mossy little exit?

sadly..no. blocked off by prison type bars and a drainage grate

edibles

chocolate croissant and itty bitty espresso for prima colazione [first lunch ie breakfast]

mint chip gelato at 10am

1 euro coke [$1.50] tastes pretty damn good after walking 10 blocks in the sun

best. pizza. ever. 1 euro-gigantic zucchini & cheese slice [found in lonely planet guidebook]

jason's new favorite drink-"orange red" ie blood orange juice

i needed a snack after the subways broke down. now, i didnt eat a box of 6 of these cherry ice cream bars coated in crispies...but i could have. but i forgot to photo the bar and then it was gone. serendipitously [i just made that a word], i saw the same bar in the grocery store.

delicious no sugar tea. not "less sugar" not "lower sugar" not "made with splenda instead of hfcs" actually no sugar added. mmm.

prosuccito from the grocery that may or may not have been smoked and should have been cooked. we ended up not eating most of it just in case. [i made jason paranoid. oops]

.99 euro lettuce. in the US this is $4+ and half rotten. wtf

delicious cheese that should have been sliced

fresh cherry tomatoes on the vine

umm sandwich bread. cos we bought the wrong thing

mmm german wine in rome. yea dont ask.

coconut cream in a crispy shell. DELICIOUS. and yes made by ferrero. as in rochett thingers. hazelnut crispy nuggets of amazing.

10pm gelato at the spanish steps-peach and nutella. note to self: do not eat nutella gelato while climbing 50+ stairs.

non parlo bene l'italiano

[i dont speak good the italian]


colosseum early morning glamour shot. and i mean 9am as early morning.

chariot racing...now fun for the whole family! emperor _____ [fill in blank] used this miniature sized track for, you guessed it! racing custom sized chariots driven by slave children and pulled by goats or ponies!! who wouldnt have thought that.

the sis sent a list of places to stay in rome for under 100euros a night. we found a hostel/bed and breakfast "50 metres away from manzoni station" [the metro] for $40 a person. its not fancy, but its clean, quiet, and safe. what could possibly make this place better?

perhaps a hazenut kitkat bar [or 3]

or some hello kitty glasses?!

esquilino & san saba

view from hostel/bed & breakfast

italian frankster watching from the wall, keeping out the visigoths, you know just doin his thang

via terme di caracalla [near baths of carcalla]

oh you know...just the colosseum.

hey creepy cardinal.

tinkerbell class

driving today in the classiest place on earth..i saw a bumper sticker that both horrified and enthralled me. when in the fucking hell did tinkerbell become a whorey little fairy hero for white trash? and with bad grammar?

here is what the bumper sticker consists of: [i cant bring myself to post a picture of it]
tinkerbell on hands and knees
"if your gonna ride my ass
at least pull my hair"

first of all, your and you're are NOT THE SAME WORD. FUCKING GET IT RIGHT.

secondly, tinkerbell is a good fairy that helps little boys stay away from a middle aged man that repeatedly tries to imprison them. in that sense, tinkerbell is more like a social worker or a SVU cop.

tinkerbell is not a dirty little slut bucket that epitomizes what is wrong with america.

that is all.