Italian, Who's Italian?

So, I should've kept my internet when I had it. I've been able to log on to check on a flight for about 5min, and that's all. No internet. Not anywhere that I was. So, in the travelling bit, we finished seeing Roma on day 2. And, got really lucky in finding the Engineering University in Roma (even while we were trying to find a church), and got to talk to some other students. Rather interesting to hear a different perspective on all kinds of things.

Kelly and I went back to try and find our friendly waiter for dinner - no luck. Instead we wandered into a little tiny street, that in the US may qualify as an alley, we found a tiny restaurant. We discovered when we paid our bill that: a. no one realized we weren't Italian and b. that we were the only ones in the restaurant that spoke English. But we got one of the best meals we had on the entire trip! During our meal, which we ate in the tables on the "street", several cars went sloooowly down the street. At one point, a car was a bit too wide, so the waiter came out, picked up our table (with dishes and all) and moved it a bit closer to the wall. We just moved our chairs along with it, and off went the car. Made for a rather interesting conversation in Italian. Luckily for us, based on our experiences the day before, we had no trouble finding a bus and getting back to the hotel.

Next stop: the tiny city (8,000 persons) of Tuscanià, which is located in Tuscana (Tuscany) as I have now explained to several Italians who've never heard of it.