I'm pooped.

After about twenty hours of travel time in which I enjoyed two flights, two trams, one train, one taxi, one cobblestone street and a spiral staircase, I finally made it to my apartment in Rome.  I am actually staying in a temporary spot right now, which is a really cute apartment that's way nicer than my place in LA.  On Monday I relocate to an another in Trastevere, not really looking forward to hauling all my shit again.  When I met the guy who owns the apartments I'm staying in, he took a look at my bags and asked me how many years I'll be staying in Rome.  I think I might have overpacked.  

I took a little walk around Trastevere after settling in and this is what was waiting for me:

And then I ate pizza and gelato, and now I'm content.

xoxo,

Meggie