So, this past weekend Paul and I went to Rome to see some friends, the Graves, who were going on vacation for a few weeks. We all decided it would be a great idea to do our visiting over Chinese food. Let me tell you…when you haven’t had anything really but pasta (albeit the pasta is fantastic) you begin to have cravings in the middle of the night for any other kind of ethnic food. You begin having dreams of fajitas from Uncle Julios (those of you in Fort Worth know what I mean), burritos from Chiptole, and a rice bowl from Pei Wei….needless to say the Chinese food was absolutely wonderful and we will frequent the restaurant every time we go to Rome.
After the wonderful eating of Chinese, we headed to another family’s house, the Watts. Thanks to the cooking wonders of Colleen Watts and the grilling techniques of Chris Watts we ate some really good tequila lime chicken and then played cards. A wonderful day.
Sunday we awoke with anticipation. We had homemade cinnamon rolls – can anybody say WOW!! Then we all got ready and went to the new mall, which was like stepping back into the States for a little while. After a little shopping we headed for the food court – yes a food court. And it was packed. What do you think we ate….I’ll give you a hint…it’s made fresh the way you like it…that’s right..we ate Subway. And it could have possibly been the best chicken teriyaki (I know I spelled that wrong) sandwich I have ever had!
Then we made our way to the English showing of Batman. Oh, how the excitement was building for all of us. I must say after the 3 hour and 15 minute movie was over, I was very happy with the production. And just for the record…I think Heath Ledger’s Joker is better than Jack Nicholson simply because he was not so cartoonish/clownish. If the Joker can be realistic, Ledger did it.
After the movie I was saying goodbye to one set of friends while trying to keep up with the Watts who were crossing the street. So I wasn’t really paying attention to the traffic light or the traffic….and I got hit. Ok, it was more of a slight bump. There’s not even a bruise so I can’t even milk it for all it’s worth. Everybody forgot it happened 30 minutes after it was over. Now it is just kinda funny. I had to go all the way to Rome to do something as stupid as not look both ways before crossing the street. Lesson learned folks, lesson learned.