Survival of the luckiest
So yes, we have come to the conclusion that Charles Darwin might have been right about the survival of the fittest, but when you are in Rome, being fit has nothing to do with it. It is all about pushing your luck.At least when it comes to traffic and crossing the street. I cannot tell you how many times we've been thisclose to going to meet the maker.
It's our last day here, and with any luck, and we've been doing good on that so far, we'll make it down to the Amalfi coast tonight.
And for that, I'll say a little Amen, even though I'm not religious, which probably puts me in the minority here in this town, because it seems like everybody is here for the whole Pope thing. And the end of the war celebration too. Lots of celebrating.
So yes, add total anarchy to a truck load of people from all over the world.
Hooray. We will for sure pray to lady luck tonight.
Anyway, the sun is shining and the gelato is calling. We are leaving the hostel now. Gonna go play with the cats on Palantino hill and chill on St. Peter's square for a little while, and marvel in the fact that we are still indeed miraculously walking among the million flying mopeds.
Bella.
Italian parking. Because my car might take up too much of the road, I'll use the sidewalk too.
posted by Nikki Chau @ 2:04 AM
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