Roman Holiday

Several times I had locals come up to me speaking in Italian and asking for directions thinking that I was a local! Leaving Europe feels like leaving home.

What to do in Rome? Piazza surfing. Espresso. Gelato. Tirmasu. Pasta. Vino. Shopping. Playing chicken with vespas. And I smuggled home a restricted item, a nice hunk of parmesean reggiano wrapped up in a clean t-shirt. My other restricted item went unnoticed, a roll of masking tape in my carry-on bag. I always sneak across at least one restricted item just to see if they will notice. My favourite so far has been a large BBQ lighter. Nice work Home Land Securtiy Nazis!