rough morning
Friday, March 4th, 2011
I woke up Friday morning feeling absolutely awful. Naturally, we had train tickets to Rome for the weekend and I could barely lift my head from the pillow. After complaining to Katie about how lousy I felt, I managed to grab a few mismatched articles of clothing, shove them in my backpack and trek to the train station. Thomas was leading the pack and managed to take us on the most illogical path to the train station, which ended up taking almost double the time it normally takes. We made it with a minuet to spare and literally ran to our train, which took off 30 seconds after we had boarded. I passed out the entire train ride to Rome and woke up feeling a little better. I still had body aches but my headache and fever had subsided. Since we failed to book a hostel prior to embarking, we weren’t exactly sure where we’d be sleeping that night. My friend, Tommy, from high school is studying in Madrid and is currently on spring break in Italy. He happened to be in Rome that weekend so we checked into the hostel he said he’d stayed at the night before. We had our own six-man room with bunk beds, a private bathroom and shower. Everyone, pretty much exhausted and cranky, fell asleep until 8pm. Realizing we had just wasted an entire day in Rome and not seen a single thing, we decided just to go down to the bar at the hostel and meet Tommy and have an early night so we could wake up early the next morning. I probably should not have gone to Rome feeling as awful as I did… I’m pretty sure I have a sinus infection and an ear infection now but, when in Italy…