"Alejandro" is stuck in my head.

A few thoughts at this hour of 12:35AM here in Italia:

A) I CAN'T SLEEP. WHY? I WAS. SO. TIRED. ALL DAY.

B) There is no salt in the bread in this country, which gives it a definite different, yet good taste.

C)I really, really, wish I could speak this language better. It's truly the only language I have really loved learning and TRULY desire to study more of.

D) HOW can Rome be the home to THE POPE, and at the same time, be SO SEXUAL? Everything about Rome is basically about sex. The Italian men, their passionate ways of saying EVERYTHING, their indulgence of fine food and wine all day everyday, their chic fashion sense and understanding. What a conundrum!

E) You can drink from many of the fountains throughout the city. They are incredibly drinkable, in fact and have been for centuries! There are a lo of fountains in this city. I went for a drive through Margate this summer at the Jersey shore. There were also a lot of fountains there.

I'm pretty certain I have that "Christmas Eve" feeling right now, like when you can't sleep because you are SO excited. This is a rarer thing now, because now, things like toys don't excite. Things like new houses/apts, and I guess exploring cool towns make this happen!

In a random book store today, I saw these novels with The True Blood picture on the front. The books the show was based off of. But they were in Italian.


I'm also hungry. There is no late night snacking/2nd dinner-ing here. (Caroline, this is a warning).