Ciao Bella!

Man, it's hot.
I arrived in Rome and managed to catch the last half of the Germany Italy match and was most disappointed when Italy won. However, minutes later as I was sitting with my new found Canadian friend Keith on a main Roman street drinking coolish beer and watching thousands of crazy Italians speeding past on scooters and hanging out of cars... I felt somewhat better. And also had discovered where the White Stripes stole their famous riff from.
However, hours later back in the stinking hot hostel, the constant horn blowing was beginning to lose its charm. Get me the fuck out of here.

So, I jumped on the first train to Naples. And here I am...

Oh yeah, I also spent a few days in Berlin. This is a very cool city, but not a great one to explore on your own. Met some people during a pub crawl, but then got too pissed to actually exchange any contact info anyway!
Then on the last night I met Bianca, from Perth. We went to Uni together. We happened to meet in the S Bahn. Now I have somewhere to stay on my return journey. Life's weird that way.

Can't be fucked writing any more because I'm absolutely starving and need to shower.
Stay tuned for more installments from the reluctant traveller...