After driving all day to get to Kennedy Airport in New York, we took a very crowded overnight flight to Rome. Our final destination was Brindisi. I didn’t sleep on the plane, and arriving at Da Vinci airport we were told we had just missed the 9:00 am to Brindisi; but not to worry, there was another leaving at 8:00 pm.
What to do with all that time? Why check the bags and go tour Rome!
So we did. Walked all over: the Vatican, the Forum, and finally sat on the sidewalk right up against the Colloseum wall. I fell asleep. My bride watched over me. When I woke I told her I had a dream I was a gladiator.
Not really, as I slept like the dead. But a cool story to tell her, no?
Wasn't there a joke that had the ending, "but he was glad-he-ate-her"?
Very Cool.👍