Last night we met the daughter of one of my father's business associates. Melissa is studying out here in Rome, lucky girl, and was kind enough to join us for dinner. She was also kind enough to let Pebbles use her cell phone, after a frustrating experience trying to get a hold of the luggage people. More on that later, but let's just say I hope you never lose your luggage on United while abroad.
We went to this cute place right by our hotel to eat. One of the waiters was hanging around outside the restaurant, and when he saw us looking at the menu, encouraged us to go inside. He was adorable, so we complied.
The restaurant was one of those so typical in Europe...on the smaller side, intimate, lots of wait staff hanging out. The first one to approach our table spoke no English...when I tried to ask him what the cost of some prosecco included (glass, bottle, half bottle), he had no idea. Cue the non-verbal communication, pointing to the price, then to my glass, then the hands up in the air with a questioning look on my face. Turns out, it was for the whole bottle.
Our actual waiter could speak English, which was good. He was also very sarcastic, although he didn't understand the word. It was a nice and delicious dinner, complete with a bottle of prosecco that was super yummy.
After that, we headed back to the hostel and I crashed before my head hit the pillow. I was exhausted!
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