Monday: When in Rome ...
We made it. Getting here seemed even more tiring than any of the trips we've made across the Pacific. I'm typing this in our room. These private rooms of our hostel are in a different building. There are just two rooms in sort of like an apartment. It has a kitchen and the Spanish girls next door are quiet.
Our flight from NYC was two hours on the ground waiting for clearance to take off from JFK. The pilot made up an hour, but we were still an hour late getting in. That was no matter, really. We got the Express train to the Central Station in Rome. It costs 11 Euros and took a half hour.
Our room wasn't ready upon arriving although by that time it was 1:30. We went to eat and checked in after coming back. The guy had to walk us to this apartment by a ten-minute walk. We easily got our bearings of this end of town.
I was so ready for a shower! Air travel is dirtier nowadays as people cannot bring their liquids onboard. We were also very tired and slept from 4:00 to 7:30. That shouldn't interfere with tonight's sleep as I think by being so tired we're going to get on Rome time easily.
I haven't decided whether to eventually put in photos during the vacation or just try to text the entries and add pictures later.
More later ...