Ah, Rome! Where all the roads lead - and I'm finally here.

Pizza is good, ice cream is fabulous, tourists are everywhere, as are shoe stores, the night is warm, my hotel room has more decoration than actual wall area, and for some reason, Italian men look - on the average - better to me than Italian women. Great.


There must be something wrong with the genepool of mediterranean women. For me, they seem to start growing hair everywhere sometime after 15th or 16th birthday ;-) Except Monica Bellucci and, and and...

--Burana, 26-Feb-2006

Man, you just gotta visit Il Gelato Di San Crispino, behind the Trevi fountain. Here's a map:

Go there, or be sorry afterwards. (Closed on Tuesdays)

By the way, Casa Mia, at the same area offers one of the best pastas, I've ever eaten.

--Henri, 26-Feb-2006

I actually walked past it yesterday afternoon, but didn't know about it. I ended up grabbing an ice-cream filled crepe from some other place nearby...

--JanneJalkanen, 26-Feb-2006

Go back. It will be the best ice cream you've had in your life. And that's a promise.

Choose a couple flavours you like, and let the man behind the counter suggest the rest.

--Henri, 26-Feb-2006

OK. Done. Very good. Ate too much.

--JanneJalkanen, 26-Feb-2006

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