I met up with Switchback, a friend from the mission. Okay, so I know we're not supposed to have nicknames. But we did. It's not like we really called each other by these nicknames. We used titles and last names, I promise! But it's convenient not to have to think of a new nickname for her so that she can remain anonymous. Anyway. I digress before I even begin!
Switchback goes to school in California, but she's in town visiting for a while. We've been hanging out every night (I wish she lived here!). On Wednesday night, she mentioned this idea she had. She said that she was considering moving to Rome for a while and being a free-lance tour guide. So now I'm thinking of joining in with her, getting an apartment with her and doing free-lance tours as well. Here's the deal:
When her parents came to pick her up at the end of her mission, they went to St. Peter's. There was an American girl holding up a sign that said FREE TOUR. She gathered up a group of people and then proceeded to take them on a free, informative, thorough, and entertaining tour of St. Peter's. After the free tour, she'd then inform the group that she also did a tour of the Vatican Museums for twenty-five euros per person. She'd have groups of twenty to thirty people go through with her, and she'd do the tour twice a day.
I'm starting to seriously consider doing this for a summer.
10 comments:
Wow. That's a terrific idea.
Seriously awesome idea. Only make sure you will have time to blog, b/c I bet you get some fantastic stories.
Do it! Leave Provo! Get out while you still can!
Ohhhh. I'm so jealous already. That's a fantastic idea.
Um, aren't there rules against that? I thought you couldn't lead a tour of things like Rome and the Vatican unless you had a license, and I heard that especially in Italy they are very very strict about it.
Not to be the wet blanket or anything . . .
Nemesis is thinking that everyone should have the opportunity to go on the tours with her love slave/tour guide. The one who talked about orgasms and flared his Italian nostrils at her. That's why she's trying to shut you down. You go, girl!
Ah, don't worry nemesis. I'll get everything taken care of. This girl also worked for a touring company two days for the week so she had a license. I have some pretty good connections in Rome. There's a family who I am really close to (the ones I called on Tuesday) and they have influence. They also beg me constantly to get out there, so they'll be more than willing to investigate what I'll have to do to get a job in Rome.
So you're not the wet blanket.
Hah, see, I knew you were all over that. Go for it then, baby!
And daltongirl can just stop talking about my sweet Marco. We found love in the ruins of Pompeii.
You wouldn't have been the first to have found love in the ruins of Pompeii. But most people call that "pornography" nowadays. There was a reason that city was destroyed.
Yeah, I learned that while I was there. NOT a coincidence the place was hit by two earthquakes, a volcano, and then caught on fire.
Marco was very intent on pointing out the "erotic street sign" and kept trying to take us to the brothels to see the frescoes. "You should no be shy about heestory."
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