R O M E

Ive taken this long to actually post this, because I have no idea what to say. Brilliant.
Amazing.
Heck wow.

Thats it, heck wow.


this is a big task. I'm scared. I keep on putting it off, but I have to do it. I have to tell you about Rome.

I will do it in parts, or the post will be as long as my leg, and nobody will want to read it.

Ok.

Two weeks into my stay here in Austria, I was confronted at school by a strange looking lady (definite bogan) talking to me in German about Rome. It was later translated to me that she was wondering if I would come on a short trip over to the beautiful city. It was also later explained to me that she was a fifty year old teacher who still lives with her mother.

Can you guess which she is?

I'll tell you later.

Of course, I said yes (who would actually turn down the chance to spend a week in Rome, strange teacher or not?) and hoped to all heck that the trip would really happen. For weeks and weeks, we were given no more information about the trip, and everytime we (the other Australian and I) asked for forms to fill out, bills to pay and just more general information, Mrs Swoboda just said that she would do it within the week. Wobbly (Swoboda) then told the class that she didnt want to give the information to us, as we would just lose it. Im glad she had trust in us from the start..

Oooo, yay, Swoboda.

Finally, we recieved the notes we needed, got our permissions from STS and went on our way to the amazing city of ROME