ROME (3/5)
The Roman Forum, the historic centre... and a guy!

• 30 April 2008 at 14:14
• Diary, Love, sex, etc.

The third day. Woke up early again. We wanted to start with the Coliseum and we realised it was just a stone's throw from the hotel! We also noticed a gay bar just besides! So we did the Coliseum (with the audio guide), then the whole Roman Forum (it's crazy when you think of how ancient it is!), we kept going with the Capitolium, the Pantheon, the great Museum of the Capitolium (this is there we could see the wolf from the funding myth of Rome, and the remains of... THE TEMPLE OF JUPITER!!!), Piazza Navone (a wonderful church and loads of thieves too) and finally, the Church of Saint-Louis-des-Français. A church for the French. Statues of Joan of Arc, and stuff. Once again, it was magnificent. We took the bus to go home and it took hours to understand how to buy a ticket.

Then I pushed Emilie to come to the gay bar with me, hee! I had told her one hour, nothing more, but there was this guy... He started looking at me so I stared at him and then some dumbass tried to flirt with him and then, HA-HA, a guy giving away electoral flyers (there was only one week left before the parliamentary elections!) disturbed them and I took advantage of it to get into the conversation. While speaking English. With Italians. And actually, Italians speak English, French, Spanish... oh la la! I spoke a lot with my target until the dumbass realises he'd better go home. Especially since that bitch already had a boyfriend (leave some for the others, for fuck's sake!).

My Italian guy's name was Antonio and we talked quite a lot. About him, his feelings for the elections ("I won't vote, this is a fascist country and I will not vote for the left if it's to let it do the work of the right!"), clichés about Italians ("Yes, I do have a strong relationship with my mother.") and stuff. It was nice having a conversation with local people. Meanwhile, Emilie met people in the toilets, American, English, Italian... We chatted with a guy called Brandon, who was American but... Parisian! And then it was 2am , the bar was closing down. Antonio and I exchanged numbers. I was gutted because I couldn't have kissed him and I would have liked to discover the Italian way :D

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