I am profoundly terrible at dealing with time changes. I've got a horrendous sleep schedule at home to begin with, and hopping eight hours ahead across the pond hasn't really helped the situation. My first night in Rome I woke up around four am and was having the hardest time getting back to sleep. I finally did, though, and woke up a few hours later with a killer migraine. I popped some drugs and fell back asleep. By the time I woke up it was the evening and I'd slept nearly 25 hours (I know...). Dad got home from work shortly after, I showered, and we headed out for an early dinner. Trastevere is full of amazing restaurants and in a less than five minute walk we were at our chosen spot. My dinner was spaghetti scoglio, spaghetti with clams, mussels, shrimp, olive oil and fresh parsley.
Before:
After: (About to soak up the remaining sauce with bread)
We wandered around a bit after dinner and Dad reacquainted me with the neighborhood. We stopped at Blue Ice in Piazza Santa Maria in Trastevere, a gelato chain. It's apparently not as good as the stand alone place a couple blocks down, but they have numerous flavors of soy gelato, a blessing for those of us who are tragically lactose intolerant. I can't attest to the normal gelato, but I assure you, soy hazelnut is mighty delicious.
We headed back to the apartment and by 11:30 I was back in bed, having been up a whopping six hours. I'm pretty stoked to adjust properly to the time change.
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