left: kaitlyn’s last meal in europe (taking place in front of a western union, of course)
right: saying goodbye to kaitlyn at the crack of dawn, before she headed to the airport
summertime in rome is hot, hot, h-o-t hot. kaitlyn ended her euro visit in the ancient city, which made her all the more ready to get back to arkansas.
i’ve mentioned before that i don’t care much for italy’s capital, and i think it’s safe to say kaitlyn doesn’t either. on her very last night, after spending way too much money on gelato (our fault, for choosing a place far too touristy), we walked into a hotel room that felt like a fiery furnace. i went to bed with soaking wet hair and open windows (what else do you do when air conditioning doesn't exist?) and woke up with a lion’s mane of tangles and curls. (kaitlyn titled that photo of said lion mane, “saying goodbye to kaitlyn and saying hello to a mop on your head”.)
i decided to stay in rome for awhile by myself, which was….interesting. details forthcoming.