It was day three in Rome and my daughter and I were feeling pretty good with our attempts to use public transportation and find our way to various sites. We were walking down a street and were suddenly approached by a tourist asking if we spoke English and wanting to know directions to some nearby landmark. As it happened, we actually did know where it was and gladly provided directions. What a rush! Our first trip to Italy, our rudimentary grasp of the language, and yet we were mistaken for natives! Meraviglioso!
Ever felt “at home” away from home?
Day 17 of the A-Z Challenge!