So I’m home. I feel depressed.
Rome was so amazing, getting back to salads and tuna and grilled chicken is going to be hard. But that’s what a trip is all about right? For a couple of days, you forget everything and just unwind. Then it’s back to real life. My flight was at 12 25 so really speaking, I didn’t do much today. I just woke up, checked out and got to the airport. After 2 hours in a plane and 2 hours in a train, I got home.
And that’s pretty much everything! Oh and I had my last slice of real Italian pizza at the airport. And a cannoli!
Ok fine, it wasn’t your standard “slice” of pizza but hey…still a slice! 😛 😛 😛
Meals of the day
1 “slice” of Margherita pizza, 1 cannoli and a cappuccino (they were only selling the cannoli in twos so I had one and trashed one).