the sleep was sound considering what little i actually got. i found myself lying comfortably under duvets with overstuffed pillows on the couch of sveva and david's cozy flat in trastevere.
apart from the obvious that i needed my sleep due to the extensive travelling that i had in store for me to head to america, my yawns began to multiply after envisioning all that i had done the day before. this would include especially what transpired after david and i left his office.
with luggage tightly secured, we boarded yet another underground so as to meet sveva in a more convenient place. taxi drivers roma unite. apparently the traffic was even more of a mess than usual since the taxi drivers decided not only to go on strike but also to block some streets yesterday evening. yes, indeed, one of a series of "strikes" comes upon the city and country revolving around transportation. they are always on a friday and only happen between the hours of 9:00 and 17:00. good for the businessman. better for the employees in the transportation sector. bad for the shopper and housewife.
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