Last Night's Futbol Adventure (USA v. Czech Republic)
(submission by Bella)
So with the US World Cup soccer game at 6:00 and the Italy soccer game at 9:30 my roommate Sophia and I thought we would head out to watch the games. We got a little late start though and left our apartment at 7ish. We hopped on the Metro and headed to what we thought was the right stop to meet everyone at a pub called The Scholar to watch the end of the US game with other people from our class. On the way over we realized that "we" (Sophia) forgot both the directions we had written down and a map to navigate around town. When we got off at the stop we also realized that we were not in the nicest part of Roma, but we decided that we were up for the adventure!
Walking around aimlessly for a minute we looked up and saw our professor walking towards us (very random since we were on the other side of town). We couldn't believe he found us! He too could not find what he was looking for and did not have a map either but he was about to give up and take the Metro home. We were not giving up! We found a hotel (when lost in Rome, always go ask in a hotel, they usually speak the most English) and asked for a map and how to get to The Scholar (we knew the street name and general area it was in). Of course we were told that it was all the way on the other side of town!
It would be too late to catch any of the US game so we thought we would head to the University of Rome where they were to have a huge maxiscreen to watch the Italy game. We could take the Metro or walk -- we figured probably about a 45 minute walk. It was a beautiful night - not too hot but not chilly either - and with a map in hand we started our walk. We were doing great and finding all the right streets and walked for probably about an hour until we walked right off of the map. We knew the name of the Piazza we wanted but could not seem to find it and although we thought the area around the University would be full of "young" people there seemed to be no one around! (...and by "no one around" I mean - GHOST TOWN!)
At this point it was approximately 9:30, AKA game time, and we were still walking! Funny thing is, the Metros stop running in Roma at 9:30 - so we could not hop on the train to take us home and we weren't sure what bus number would take us home either. (Obviously we went out not being prepared to return home - lesson for the future!) We asked some men selling flowers on the street how to find the Piazza and apparently we had passed the street (funny, we never saw that street!) Luckily, Sophia remembered that the #19 trolley somehow stops around our area and we saw the #19 trolley going by - we caught it just in time and hopped on - not sure how far it would take us, if we were going in the right direction or even when to get off!
A man on the trolley realized that we weren't sure where to get off and after watching us try to figure it out for about 10 minutes he finally asked us in English where we needed to go. We were only a few stops away! (Whew!) We got off the trolley and with aching feet and backs we continued the 15 minute walk back to our apartment. Trying to find the bright spot of our adventure (having not seen one of the games, not finding our destination and now being tired) we saw the sign..."Gelaterria"...that would be our reward! So we stopped and gave into the craving ... everything seemed much better then! We got back to the apartment but the rest of the fam had already gone to a neighborhood bar (much more convenient) so we left to meet them. As soon as we walked out of the apartment, we heard people screaming -- they were celebrating Italy's second goal of the night. We weren't even lucky enough to catch a "GOOOOoooooAAAAaaaaaLLLLllll!
Well, I guess one way to look at it is, at least we got to see parts of Roma that we would not have otherwise seen! Unfortunately, we do not have any pictures to commemorate this adventure accept this one from the local saloon - Elliot's....
So with the US World Cup soccer game at 6:00 and the Italy soccer game at 9:30 my roommate Sophia and I thought we would head out to watch the games. We got a little late start though and left our apartment at 7ish. We hopped on the Metro and headed to what we thought was the right stop to meet everyone at a pub called The Scholar to watch the end of the US game with other people from our class. On the way over we realized that "we" (Sophia) forgot both the directions we had written down and a map to navigate around town. When we got off at the stop we also realized that we were not in the nicest part of Roma, but we decided that we were up for the adventure!
Walking around aimlessly for a minute we looked up and saw our professor walking towards us (very random since we were on the other side of town). We couldn't believe he found us! He too could not find what he was looking for and did not have a map either but he was about to give up and take the Metro home. We were not giving up! We found a hotel (when lost in Rome, always go ask in a hotel, they usually speak the most English) and asked for a map and how to get to The Scholar (we knew the street name and general area it was in). Of course we were told that it was all the way on the other side of town!
It would be too late to catch any of the US game so we thought we would head to the University of Rome where they were to have a huge maxiscreen to watch the Italy game. We could take the Metro or walk -- we figured probably about a 45 minute walk. It was a beautiful night - not too hot but not chilly either - and with a map in hand we started our walk. We were doing great and finding all the right streets and walked for probably about an hour until we walked right off of the map. We knew the name of the Piazza we wanted but could not seem to find it and although we thought the area around the University would be full of "young" people there seemed to be no one around! (...and by "no one around" I mean - GHOST TOWN!)
At this point it was approximately 9:30, AKA game time, and we were still walking! Funny thing is, the Metros stop running in Roma at 9:30 - so we could not hop on the train to take us home and we weren't sure what bus number would take us home either. (Obviously we went out not being prepared to return home - lesson for the future!) We asked some men selling flowers on the street how to find the Piazza and apparently we had passed the street (funny, we never saw that street!) Luckily, Sophia remembered that the #19 trolley somehow stops around our area and we saw the #19 trolley going by - we caught it just in time and hopped on - not sure how far it would take us, if we were going in the right direction or even when to get off!
A man on the trolley realized that we weren't sure where to get off and after watching us try to figure it out for about 10 minutes he finally asked us in English where we needed to go. We were only a few stops away! (Whew!) We got off the trolley and with aching feet and backs we continued the 15 minute walk back to our apartment. Trying to find the bright spot of our adventure (having not seen one of the games, not finding our destination and now being tired) we saw the sign..."Gelaterria"...that would be our reward! So we stopped and gave into the craving ... everything seemed much better then! We got back to the apartment but the rest of the fam had already gone to a neighborhood bar (much more convenient) so we left to meet them. As soon as we walked out of the apartment, we heard people screaming -- they were celebrating Italy's second goal of the night. We weren't even lucky enough to catch a "GOOOOoooooAAAAaaaaaLLLLllll!
Well, I guess one way to look at it is, at least we got to see parts of Roma that we would not have otherwise seen! Unfortunately, we do not have any pictures to commemorate this adventure accept this one from the local saloon - Elliot's....
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