When in Rome File (Well, when in N.Y...I'm not in Rome yet)

Ciao! Se tutti va? Yeah, I just made that up; I don't speak Italian. BUT, that will change as I travel Rome (hopefully on the back of some Italian guy's moped) very soon.

What made me go to Rome, you ask? Well the Lizzie McGuire Movie for one. So don't be surprised if I suddenly become a famous popstar, at first posing as a double for another famous popstar. I'm joking (kind of), but why not Rome? Gelatos, cobble-stone streets, Italians (they're so friendly), an amazing city with a rich history and, um, i guess the art is important.

My goals thus far are:

1. Learn more than three words of Italian (ciao, Paolo, and bicciere, which means cup). So far, I can say,"Hey Paolo, cup?" Or, "Paolo, hey! Cup?" Or, "Hey, cup! Paolo!" All three will get me very far. I guess the only place I can go is a restaurant. I just hope I have a waiter named Paolo.

2. Eat a ton of gelato.

3. Travel. A lot. Maybe do cool things like zip-lining down Switzerland mountains, unless I cry and demand they take me down first.

4. Have a guy serenade me in Italian, again. I almost drove off the road the first time (the guy in the passenger seat was Italian), so I will make sure not to be operating a vehicle this time.

5. Visit a museum (I have a feeling Jonah would kick my ass if I didn't say something art-related).

6. Other cool stuff.

Yep, I'm ready. I hope Rome is too. (That was cheesier than it sounded in my head.)

Shout-out to Brad:I was talking to him as I was writing this and thought he deserved the first shout-out. And shout-out to his roommate who is having girl problems. And shout-out to Adam because he would most likely feel guilty for making fun of my shout-outs if I gave him one.

CIAO, PAOLO! BICCIERE.