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Italian Instagram, part 5:

  • Drive from Rome to Matera. In the rain. Flip out about the awesomeness of the oldest continually inhabited city in the world.
  • ..And how it looks cooler when the sun shines.
  • …And when it’s foggy. Which isn’t really fog, but an actual cloud, since the whole place is on top of a goddamned mountain.
  • Take note of the French Alps as you fly from Rome to London for your layover en route to home.

Italian Instagram, part 4:

  • Wake up at 6am. Leave by 6:30am. Check out Piazza del Popolo as the sun is just starting to think about rising. Make dick jokes.
  • Make note that there is NO ONE at the Spanish Steps at 7am. NO ONE.
  • There are maybe 5 people at the Trevi Fountain at 7:30.
  • The Pantheon opens at 8:30.
  • Then you can fucking hike up a goddamned hill to see this random keyhole in a structure erected by the Knights of Malta that features a garden that perfectly frames St. Peter’s Basilica.