Italian Men

At the Sistine Chapel, we saw the ceiling and walls that Michelangelo painted in four years’ time. It is so beautiful, and hard to believe that one person (genius) painted it! We then drove up to the highest point in Rome, and looked all over the city. Back down into Rome, we saw the famous “Moses,” again done by Michelangelo.
At 7:30, we went out to dinner (at the same place). Cathy, Lois, and Sally then came along with us to the Trevi Fountain and the Spanish Steps. The people sure hang out in these two places. We got lost a few times, but finally got on the right public bus back here.
The Italian men sure look all the girls over. No matter what you look like, they still look at you with their horny eyes. I haven’t gotten my ass pinched yet (thank God). They aren’t as bold as I thought.
Since this is our last night in Rome, I shall come to the conclusion that: “It’s a nice place to visit….” Whereas Paris, I wouldn’t mind living there.


Vatican Square, Rome