Soccer & Scooters

When I think of the quintessential italian evening, it would be our encounters last night. We were picked up by our italian friends on silver and black scooters. After donning the shiny helmuts and jumping on the back of our bikes, we rode off to the soccer game. Singing the Roma anthem and jumping up and down to the energy of the immense stadium, we drank beers and cheered on. After the game and a lot of men yelling "vaffanculo" at various players, we hopped back on our bikes in the rain. Skidding across the glistening streets, we found our restaurant, dined on the usual pizza and pasta dishes, drank red wine and said good night to our friends before heading out for the rest of our evening's adventures at our favorite spot, bar della pace.