#sweltering hot

[biteable-pink-pixie]

what’s it like having christmas in summer? signed, an american

Bloody hot mate. Not to hot to fire up the ol' barbie

[expateleine]

Rome

What do I remember about Rome? Our time in the city of Roma although the shortest, was a whirlwind of mixed feelings. Walking through the airport doors we were greeted by excited scheming taxi drivers and haggling customers. “Rome you were suppose to be the city of awe and romance,” I thought to myself. Shouting Italian men and clueless tourists were not how I imagined my first impression of you to be. Wary of what Rome had in store for us, we were delightfully surprised that our living accommodation exceeded our expectations. A large spacious apartment, our troop of 5 fit comfortably in our temporary home. I recall the sweetest of watermelon being consumed (and being left) there.  

Rome from what I remember, was breathtaking, although undoubtedly hot. The Colosseum, the Spanish steps, the pantheon, palatine hill, the Roman Forum- all the stops were a blur, but I remember feeling pumped that the city didn't disappoint. The Trevi Fountain, memorable, but because it was being renovated. We threw coins into a makeshift bucket of a fountain instead. We dined in Trastevere, after an epic hunt to find the famous neighborhood. We gorged on ice cream, we drank, we had some laughs, and just in the same rushed fashion that we came into Rome, was the same way we had hopped on the train and left.