Italian Waiters

This weekend, the group visited the Roman Forum as well as the Coliseum. It was amazing to walk where ancient Romans walk and to hear their stories through the architecture. We were extremely exhausted after spending a whole day there, and the weather was a scorching 85 degrees.
On Sunday, a small group of us walked over the Vatican City to attend Mass at Saint Peter’s Basilica. The line for the Basilica stretched across the square and, again, it was an extremely hot day. The Mass was in Italian, but I found that I could recognize the majority of the Mass. After Mass, we wandered around the tombs of past Popes. The tomb of Pope John Paul the II was, of course, the most popular. It was lit up and placed on the tomb were several glass roses. Then we walked back to our hotel, after buying pizza, and rested.
Sunday evening, we went to a restaurant and ordered pasta. We were one of two groups at the restaurant which meant that all of the male waiters kept drifting to our table and muttering to us “ciao, bella” and making kissing noises towards us. It was flattering, do not get me wrong, but I am not used to so much attention, especially from the men. I do not think I have ever blushed so much in my entire life.
After we paid for our meal, we walked to the Trevi fountain and threw a coin over our shoulders. (In case you did not know, throwing a coin over your shoulder at the Trevi Fountain means that you will come back to Rome.) We arrived back at our hotel feeling very satisfied with our weekend and our first week in Rome.