friend, Katie, friend, moi

View from the Spanish Steps

My housing in Rome is one of the Papaya Female Hostel's three rooms. In this room there are two bunks, a table, two chairs, four lockers, two Asians, and a body-like lump in the bed below mine (I have yet to verify). This hostel is a gem but I never linger in bed due to the cement block that someone deceitfully sold to Papaya as a mattress. So, without difficulty, I rose a bit unsatisfied at 7:30 this morning to meet Katie Little at the Trevi Fountain. Katie’s here for a school program and I am here for Katie. I saw her three weeks ago at our high school’s Christmas alumni party and today we climbed the Spanish steps, toured Villa Borghese, and caught up on the general and specifics of our lives over glasses of wine and fresh pasta.