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“I want to see Vatican City.” We were walking the streets of Rome, wondering what to do.
“Okay, I haven’t even googled it, but I know Vatican City is a whole different country, woman. That’ll just have to wait. And anyway, sleeveless isn’t allowed in the Vatican.”
I sighed. “Well what do you want to do then?”
“I’m hungry.” Trust Fran to say that. She’s in a whole new city, with a million other options of things to do, but Frankie Kate Jones would want to eat. “I know you like pasta.”
“I love pasta. Let’s go eat. It’s not like we have a whole city to roam around in.”
“It’s evening. Everything will be shut. Plus it’s dinnertime. So we’re going in there.” She pointed out a diner to me.
After we’d had (lots of) pasta, Fran decided she was fueled enough to walk around the place with me. So we roamed around a little, saw the gates of Vatican City, some fountains, chapels and churches. Fran prayed that we enjoy, meet a lot more hot guys and taste the ethnic cuisine wherever we go; I prayed that we stay safe, learn some things, and that Fran’s over excited-ness with guys doesn’t get us raped in a foreign country.
We rented a room at a cheap bed and breakfast for the night. After showering and finding out that the only shows that were on air were Italian ones, I thought of texting Mum. It had been three days away from home. Four, counting the time zone lapse. So I dropped her off a message asking how she was.
Mum replied an hour later, just as we were about to turn in.
Mum-Hey baby.. I’m doing good.. Missing you.. Mr. Richard was very upset.. Where are you? Are you safe?
Me-Yeah I thought he’d be. Yes I’m fine. Are you all right?
Mum- Getting along.. Where are you?
Me-Italy
The next second, my phone was flashing, showing a call from Mum. I picked up.
“YOU WENT TO ITALY?!?!? I THOUGHT YOU’D GO ON A ROADTRIP!”
“Well, hello to you too. And I have all my stuff, body parts, and virginity almost intact.”
“You don’t wisecrack with me young woman! You’re not supposed to leave the country!”
“I already have! And I told you I was leaving. I didn’t say where I was going."
Mum groaned. “You HAVE to stay safe okay? Be with Fran ALWAYS. I’ve heard Italian boys are a little too… forward thinking.”
I remembered Kon’s warning and smiled.
“Yes Mother. I won’t talk to random Italian boys. I will not drink. I will not do drugs. I will not have sex with strangers. And I will not have turned lesbian by the end of this. Nor will I have turned into anything else.”
“Ha ha ha. Glad to know.”
I told her about Greece too, and all the things we saw. I left out the part where we made an entire new group of friends. I thought I’d tell her that when I went back home. Mum and I ended up chatting for almost an hour and a half. Me telling about all the things we’d done, and her telling me to stay safe and not do anything Fran would do, and taking care. I told her to make a Skype account and message me her id, and after saying good night, and telling me to stay safe and take care a few more times, Mum hung up. I put my phone away and hit the sheets.
The worst part about Fran waking up early is that she will never let anyone else sleep if she’s awake already.
“Wake up! Hustle, come on! We got a city to see!” She pulled the blankets off me chirpily.
“Mmmf..”
“Wake up! Come on, Lee!” She now was proceeding to hit me with her pillow. Again and again, like I was a Jew, and she was Hitler. Finally, she managed to get me off the bed, by dragging me off it, of course, but anyway.
Soon we were out of there, and having had our breakfast, we were looking around the city. It wasn’t really bustling at this time, but I liked that. More free space for us to walk around in. That was how the whole day was spent – in looking around, eating, and then looking around a bit more. We did manage to get a peek inside Vatican City through the gates, and it was beautiful! But we couldn’t go in, because Fran ‘refused to go into the Holy City where the Pope presided after having such dirty thoughts about the guards.
I’ll admit it, one or two of the guards were hot, but we were outside Vatican City, for god’s sake. No pun intended.
I swear she was on an agenda to get us raped.
“So, we’ve seen Rome. Now?”
It was two days later. Rome was huge. We couldn’t manage to see it all in one day, so we’d ended up staying a little longer than usual.
“Two cities per country, one more city left. Which other place do you want to see in Italy?”
Fran thought about it. “Pisa. I’ve always wanted to see the Leaning Tower.” She lit up like a firework.
“Pisa. I don’t think there’ll be any packages for there.” I thought about how we’d get to Pisa.
“Actually… I think I have an idea about how we’re going to go to Pisa.” She smirked.
Okay so, about the guessing the next city game, there's a little misunderstanding. I meant the next city AFTER Rome. Or now, the next city after Pisa.
So which place do you think they're going to go to after they're done seeing Pisa? ;)
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