Speaking of Spanish, while I would rate myself as okay understanding and speaking it, apparently it is my default foreign language and I have said gracias several times even though I know grazie is the word I'm looking for. There are tons of Spanish tourists in Rome right now and it's impressive to hear the people working in tourist spots flow seamlessly from Italian to Spanish to English. #goals
After visiting the steps, I walked back towards my neighborhood and ended up getting talked into eating at a restaurant when I was just looking at the menu. It was on a main drag so part of me fears I ended up at Rome's version of Fisherman's Grotto #9 but I did get to eat outside and try spaghetti carbonara. It was good and the waiter was funny. He told several of the tables Italy is famous for four things: good food, good wine, beautiful weather and beautiful men. Of course he said the last thing while pointing at himself.
I rounded the evening off with gelato. Did I have gelato twice in one day? Yes. But I also walked 18,489 steps, which as far as I'm concerned means I could have had it three times.
|Decide for yourself|
|I was compelled to go to the top|
|Inside the church|
|Wild parrots of the Spanish Steps|
|Spaghetti alla carboara|