Spoon!

It's been a while since I blogged. The girl and I travelled through Italy, ate pizza, calzones, drank cappuccino, ate gelato, and now we're bumming around watching Black Books while my roommates are on a cleaning frenzy and I can't get a coffee because they're in the kitchen doing stuff that is very un-coffee-making-inspiring, in a roundabout sense, so that's pretty much what's been happening here, except that I'm also hungry, and I suspect that Andrea thinks that I'm afraid of one of my roommates, Miriam, but I'm not, she just has OCD and doesn't like cleaning but does a thorough job and I want to stay out of her way while she does it, and I must say, I don't have much else to blog about, I know, I'm surprised too, considering all of the adventures we went through in Italy, so I'll do a quick summary.

Arrived in Milan to the rain. Ate a nice calzone, watched the girl eat a gelato.
Found a monumental graveyard in Milan that rocked, realised that I couldn't charge my camera and would have to be careful. Had a gelato myself.
Went to Verona. Very nice, had a burger and chips (must not tell Valentina that, she'll kill me).
Went to Venice, felt like Disneyland, had some nice gelato.
Went to Bologna, and we were trying to find spaghetti bolognese, but it's impossible because the sauce doesn't match the pasta (since we all know, the sauce falls off the pasta and is useless. The Italians are obviously more clever than us, and figured this out ages ago - we found out the reason for no bolognese while in Florence).
Arrive in Florence, found out about the bolognese thing, seemed fairly obvious when the guy told us on the food tour, which included free wine and cheese and biscuits. Hard to believe that we ate raw garlic, but it was good. Florence is very pretty. The girl took ILLEGAL pictures of David's butt. I tried taking pictures of some girl's butt but got in trouble when her boyfriend saw me, so I ran like a daisy and hid behind my girlfriend. Andrea wants to know how daisy's run. She's also trying to correct my English, fucking Aussie. She also snorts when she laughs. It's cute.
Went to Pisa. Guess what we saw there? A cardinal! In sunglasses! At night! I know, doesn't make sense either.
Arrived in Rome. Big round thing very impressive. Kinda falling apart but there are people standing around taking pictures, so we did as well. Tried again to take a picture of some girl's butt. Had to run like a daisy again. Andrea took ILLEGAL pictures of the sistine chapel, and we were shushed like commoners in a library (registered trademark by Andrea Rivero), and there were four guards in the chapel, which is tiny, and they must have the worst job on earth. "No photos!" and "SHUSH!" all the time, and they try it out in a few languages, but no one cares. Went to the vatican, saw the pope (twice), got bored five minutes into the service and left, like the good little catholics.....atheists.....that we are. Oh, wait, Andrea claims to be an agnostic. Brava. Oh, now she says that she is, and that it's not a claim. I bet she's about to snort again as well. I WAS RIGHT! Now stop reading over my shoulder. Now she's being pedantic. Do you know that she hasn't left the room all day? And if that wasn't bad enough, I had to go down to the kitchen five times for a spoon and always came back empty handed! How is that possible, you might ask? BECAUSE I'M TOO SCARED TO GET A COFFEE!

Tea, anyone?