Of course I would start off my trip in Rome by getting on the wrong train that didn't even go to Termini Station (Central station in Rome). While the guy at the airport was helpful at showing my "how" to get my ticket, I was the one who should've clarified the correct train.
Disaster averted when two gay, Italian saviors allowed me to share their cab and directed me to Termini Station. Damian and Iliad -- I'll probably never see you again, but I am indebted to your kindness.
My couchsurfing friend, Marco, is also a Saint for picking me up at 1AM! Guess What?! He drives a scooter :) My 1st night in Rome and I already got to experience the thrill of the wind in my hair, sitting behind a cute Italiano boy, motoring through the city.
It's an awesome way to end the night and I can't wait to take a shower!
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