Rome: Strawberries and Madmen



We were due to catch a train from the Termini to the airport, which is a thirty minute train ride, at 5:00 because our plane left at 7:00. We got to the Termini and found out after we bought tickets to the train, that the train wasn’t running, but our ticket would work for the bus as well. So we paid the train price to sit on a stinky, hot, bus that took twice the time to get to the airport than the train.
Then we get to the airport and discover our plane had been delayed. Yippee.
Now, I may make someone angry by saying this but fat people should be charged more to ride on airplanes. Hold on…hear me out. I’m not saying people who might weigh 20, 40, hell even 60 pounds over the average weight for their BMI, but if your stomach won’t fit in between the armrests on the plane then you need to get charged for a double seat. Come on people, it’s only fair. Shit, they charge you extra if you have heavy luggage…what’s the difference? I had to ride all the way from Rome to Athens next to this really fat guy who couldn’t even fit in his seat, and he had the audacity to act annoyed when I kept pushing his enormous fat rolls off the armrest. Simply because I’m not an enormous fat pig (who grunts and burps constantly) I get punished because my tummy stays within my designated area.
A madman drove our taxi from the airport to our hotel. He zoomed in and out of traffic at 100 miles an hour…and no, I’m not kidding about the speed. My eyes stayed glued to the speedometer the entire trip.
We’ll explore the Acropolis tomorrow. I’ll let you know how it goes.
I've posted a few new pictures to flickr so check those out.
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