These are the views in two directions from the balcony in my room. We're in the urban part of the city, but there's a horse farm down below.
Where the mountains and the tall buildings are in the background, I believe that's where ancient Rome is, where we'll find the Vatican, and somewhere to the right will be the Colosseum. (That's how they spell it here.) Won't be going there until the week of May 14-20, when Monica and the rest of the gang get here.
This is my room. It's a decent size for just me. There's no coffee maker in the room though. I was up at 3:30 this morning. The restaurant didn't open for another 3 hours.
Nice bathroom. Nice bidet. They supply regular fluffy bath towels for the shower, but the hand towels at the sink are similar to the cloth napkins you would get at a good restaurant, only they're the size of a tea towel. There are no face cloths, so I used one of the towels at the sink. This morning I noticed they have the same kind of hand towel draped behind the bidet as are hanging on the rack at the sink. ???? So ---- that means..................
Nice buffet breakfast for 5 euros. Fresh yellow bud roses on every table.
When I went down to the restaurant this morning, the girl at the front asked my room number. 635. I think they all know a little bit of every language in the world, but only enough to try to understand what you want. She was getting frustrated, I think by number 5. (She should have asked me to write it down.) Here, five is cinque, pronounced "cheen-kweh" according to my little book. After breakfast I came upstairs and learned my numbers from 1 to 10.
Not everything is in the phrase book, so I opened Babelfish and found out how to say, "post office, postage stamps, postcards, "Can I get coins for this", "How much do I owe you", "Can I pay you now", and "I hope that's chicken".
