On my dad's side of the family, I'm the oldest cousin. That's kinda cool, except that a lot of my cousins are nearly 15 years younger than me, so with me having lived abroad for most of their adult lives, I hardly know them. Going to my brother Jus's wedding last year was awesome for getting reacquainted with family.
This week we took it up a notch when my cuz Daisy came to town on her bus tour of Europe. Okay, so 31 cities in 14 countries in 21 days would make many people's heads spin, but fact is when it's yr first trip to The Continent you want to see a little bit of everything and work out what's worth coming back for.
We hooked up by the spanish steps, me straight from the office and Daisy and her tour mates fresh from the Vatican, via some extensive shopping on the Via del Corso. We found aperitivo -my new favourite thing in Rome: drinks, with free food, served around 6pm, where its too early for dinner but too long since lunch to drink on an empty tummy. Enter proscuitto e melone, bruschetta and frittata and some little pastry things with some kinda filling in them... For the same price as a normal drink. Yum.
So we nattered about family and got all the goss from home, gloated about our brilliant jobs and recent travel adventures and promised to have a proper catchup when I come home in May. She left feeling like Rome had been well and truly done in a day, however long it had taken to build it.
I don't believe her - nor my friend Kim, who says the same thing. I've been here two months and I'm still getting to grips with its dirty glamourous commercialist arty cultured classy mixed up vibe. But they are 23 and I am a woman of wisdom. Or too many words. Or something.
Next time Daisy comes to town I hope she brings her bloke along and stays long enough to see some of those layers. In the meantime babe, happy travels!
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