Late last night I arrived in Rome...met my CouchSurfing host...dropped my bags...and accompanied him and a group of friends to a decidedly non-tourist disco in Transancho. Good music, good people. The evening turned into early morning, ending with everyone singing and dancing the YMCA. I laughed a lot.
A longer post is brewing in me, telling you all about leaving Asia...why Rome...etc. etc. For now, a Roman barbeque calls.
With love and my first stamp on this trip from a country I've already been to,
Julia
YMCA in the EU
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