I mentioned here that we had a nice welcome upon our arrival in Rome and we continued that pace throughout our stay. We pretty much got our natural routine down. The whole day was spent sightseeing and walking from one site to the other, we’d call 5PM as our beer o’clock followed by people watching at a nearby café while having a well deserved aperitif of either precesso, spritz or negroni. We’d come back to our hotel to freshen up and change and to meet up with my dear girl friend for dinner and drinks and end the evening by strolling around the central part of Rome with gelato on hand.
I’m also delighted to report that I have tasted the best gelato in Rome at a place called ‘San Crispino Gelato’, which I later discovered was Elizabeth Gilbert’s obsession in ‘Eat, Pray, Love’. One night my friend took us to one of the best pizzeria in town (you had to cue to get it-always a good sign) and I was particularly excited since Anthony and I have not had a slice of pizza since we arrived in Italy and I shamelessly devoured my rucola and bresola pizza and washed it down with beer.