When in Rome
We started out the week with a few more guests staying in our apartment. Some friends of one of the Madrid interns that we met while in Madrid had told us that Barcelona was their next stop, so we offered them a few days of free accommodation. We took them out to see a few of the sights, and made sure to show them our favorite bars at nighttime. They ended up staying until Friday (because we were such marvelous hosts), but unfortunately they were forced to leave then because I had plans to spend the weekend in Rome, whereas Katie had left for Morocco on Thursday night.
My journey to Rome was a little bit of a hassle. Jessica, another intern in Barcelona, was smart and had made plans to fly out of the main airport in Barcelona. But I, lured by the low prices, opted to fly Ryanair, therefore dooming myself to leaving out of Girona airport. Now, on Ryanair´s website, Girona airport is listed as a Barcelona airport, but it is actually about an hour and a half bus ride to get out there. I had to wake up at 6:30 a.m. on Friday morning to get a bus out to Girona and catch my flight.
When I got to Rome, I met up with Elkin, an Intrax intern working in Madrid, at our hostel. Pablo, another Intrax intern from Madrid, was also there in Rome. We spent Friday and Saturday exploring the necessary sites– the Vatican, Colosseum, Trevi Fountain–you get the picture. It was pretty exhausting, so we didn´t overindulge in the nighttime aspect of Rome. And anyways, we were still in a Spanish mindset, so we headed out to a bar at 130 am only to find out that pretty much all bars close at 2 a.m. Sunday, Upon returning to my apartment, I was greeted by Jim from Intrax corporate, who convinced me to come out with him even though I was exhausted from my travels.
It´s good to be home.
