It was the spring brake when I enroll to a tour travel to Italy along with students from different colleges of USA; there were students from Florida, Illinois, Virginia, and Texas, also of all ages.
We arrived at Rome airport around two in the afternoon it was raining and I was tired from the long fly connections and waiting for the transfers at the airports. All that I needed was a warm shower and at least one-hour sleep, to allow my body adjusts to the Jet Slag caused by the six-hour difference in this time zone, but instead, I have to wait along with other two students, Ryan and McKensey, young and anxious to see Rome for the first time, after a wait of almost three hours for the nest group tour to arrive. Finally they arrived and we board the tour bus named Ardolino driven by a Italian driver who’s name is Luigii, he took us to a meeting point in Rome near a metro station were we meet the rest of the group (total of fifty people.) Then we meet Gina the Tour Director also was there professor Marek immediately after we walk to a restaurant three blocks away, we had for dinner pasta and sliced chicken, I had a few glasses of wine.
Back to the bus, I saw by a doorsteps a person lain on the closed entrance, couldn’t identify the gender of the subject, was wearing a long, dirty, brown coat, it had spots all over. Obvious evidence of miscare and had also a black hat on, covering the face, all signs of a homeless person, that remind me of the poor people living in my country. The difference is that this unfortunate mortal was in Rome, the Eternal City. (will continue)
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