Euro Terre...... Finally!

So you better understand my forthcoming attitude my girlfriend and I stepped off an overnight flight from JFK onto Roma terre in 75 degree blue skies with swollen feet and a grimy body one only obtains from being trapped in a cylinder with 300 other germ spreading bodies exhaling recycled O2. On went the flip-flops, jeans were rolled up and backpacks donned. Passports stamped, dollars vanished into euros and two tickets for the termini traini were purchased (never to be done again)!