Dormiamo Dappertutto

Ryan and I have been in a hotel since we arrived in Rome. Apparently our appartment should be ready in the middle of next week, at which point we will be able to move in & live with our temporary furniture and Air Freight (which basically has lots of clothes and Ryan’s new computer that he’s looking forward to putting together.)
In the meantime we find ourselves in a weird purgatory of living. We’re in Rome, where there is lots to do. But it’s August, and half of Rome is shut down. We bought the Zagats of Roman Restaurants last night, and a good 70% of the top rated restaurants are closed for the month of august. The tourist attractions are all still running full swing … but it’s August … and it’s crowded and ridiculously hot. As in my clothes need to be sterilized by the end of the day. ick. We have a lot of set-up type things to do, but the places we need aren’t open on the weekend, and we’re not in our final house yet anyway. And we have 3 years to get to the touristy stuff …
Oh yeah, also there’s the fact that we have had a terrible time adjusting to the time change. (Ryan’s asleep now, it’s 3:45 pm). We didn’t sleep very well on the flight, and we keep passing out for hours every afternoon, waking up around 7, then going back to sleep around 1am. This morning we promised ourselves we would get up at 8am… so at least we managed to get up by 10.
Speaking of sleeping … I’m not a picky person when it comes to beds … but goodness gracious the bed in this hotel room is the worst bed I have ever slept on. It’s actually two twin beds pushed together with a queen sheet over them. (i know two twins are supposed to make a king, but this one doesn’t, i don’t know why). Anyway, so there’s a ridge in the middle, which is uncomfortable. But if you lie anywhere near it, you fall into it, and your body causes the two beds (which are sitting on a laminate/fake wood floor) to push apart. Which increases the chasm, pulling your body farther into it. Awesome. Then there’s all kinds of uphill/downhill things that happen because your body is on the edge of one mattress. So when you finally decide that you have given up, and you can’t possibly sleep without fixing the bed, you have to pull yourself out of the hole, grab on to the far side of the mattress, and roll uphill to the edge. I did this three times last night before Ryan and I got up and decided to rotate ninety degrees and center the crack between our hips and shoulders – which essentially worked out to feel like sleeping on a bed made of speed bumps. I’m actually looking forward to the temporary furniture that everyone complains about.

(we sleep everywhere)

Ryan and I have been in a hotel since we arrived in Rome. Apparently our appartment should be ready in the middle of next week, at which point we will be able to move in & live with our temporary furniture and Air Freight (which basically has lots of clothes and Ryan’s new computer that he’s looking forward to putting together.)

In the meantime we find ourselves in a weird purgatory of living. We’re in Rome, where there is lots to do. But it’s August, and half of Rome is shut down. We bought the Zagats of Roman Restaurants last night, and a good 70% of the top rated restaurants are closed for the month of august. The tourist attractions are all still running full swing … but it’s August … and it’s crowded and ridiculously hot. As in my clothes need to be sterilized by the end of the day. ick. We have a lot of set-up type things to do, but the places we need aren’t open on the weekend, and we’re not in our final house yet anyway. And we have 3 years to get to the touristy stuff …

Oh yeah, also there’s the fact that we have had a terrible time adjusting to the time change. (Ryan’s asleep now, it’s 3:45 pm). We didn’t sleep very well on the flight, and we keep passing out for hours every afternoon, waking up around 7, then going back to sleep around 1am. This morning we promised ourselves we would get up at 8am… so at least we managed to get up by 10.

Ryan passed out on the couch in our hotel room.

Ryan passed out on the couch in our hotel room.

Speaking of sleeping … I’m not a picky person when it comes to beds … but goodness gracious the bed in this hotel room is the worst bed I have ever slept on. It’s actually two twin beds pushed together with a queen sheet over them. (i know two twins are supposed to make a king, but this one doesn’t, i don’t know why). Anyway, so there’s a ridge in the middle, which is uncomfortable. But if you lie anywhere near it, you fall into it, and your body causes the two beds (which are sitting on a laminate/fake wood floor) to push apart. Which increases the chasm, pulling your body farther into it. Awesome. Then there’s all kinds of uphill/downhill things that happen because your body is on the edge of one mattress. So when you finally decide that you have given up, and you can’t possibly sleep without fixing the bed, you have to pull yourself out of the hole, grab on to the far side of the mattress, and roll uphill to the edge. I did this three times last night before Ryan and I got up and decided to rotate ninety degrees and center the crack between our hips and shoulders – which essentially worked out to feel like sleeping on a bed made of speed bumps. I’m actually looking forward to the temporary furniture that everyone complains about.

The World's Worst Bed(s)

The World's Worst Bed(s)

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One response to “Dormiamo Dappertutto

  1. Dad, Dave

    WHat a great idea such a cool looking blog

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