After breakfast, we talked about international relations at school and headed back to the hotel for a few minutes to put school stuff away before entering the Vatican. It was a bit of a line to get inside Saint Peter’s Basilica. We started climbing… 551 stairs. Luckily for me, it wasn’t too bad because I’m small and used to stair climbing, so it was no problem fitting through the narrow staircase. The worst part was the elevation because the air was really thin. I was panting. Once we got to the top, it was all worth it. Holy moly! The weather was beautiful. No humidity and a slight breeze to cool me off. The only graffiti I saw on the walls were name + name = <3 (love notes)

Last night, I even took a picture of the graffiti because it said “Smile.” and I thought it was really cute. Women are much classier. They dress modestly and wear the cutest clothes. My clothes don’t even compare!

Back to the view from the Vatican… it was breathtaking! We just looked out for maybe half an hour. The way down the stairs was actually harder on my legs, but easier on my lungs. By that time, my legs were shaking and sore.

For dinner, I had a salad topped with corn, tomatoes, tuna, and hard-boiled egg.  It was like an overload of flavor. It didn’t even taste like the tomatoes at home; it was like an entirely different food. I also ordered “Baked Potatoes” which was a side plate of potato slices, golden in color and slightly crispy on the corners.

After that, we walked to Castle Saint Angelo where the market was supposed to be, but it wasn’t there. So we decided to go out for Gelato at one of the best places in town. I had blueberry yogurt gelato and pineapple Gelato. Wow! It was definitely a nice treat after a tough day.

I love walking around the city after dinner, before it gets dark out. The lights on the outside of buildings are just starting to come on, but it isn’t too dark yet. It is quieter and peaceful. I love the architecture, the cafes, and the people. I don’t go five feet without seeing a nice looking guy, and have yet to see ripped jeans, saggy jeans, chains, or tank tops.

I haggled today!  I got cute clothes and it was worth it even only for the tags that say “Made in Italy.”