In the morning after frolicking in the Roman fountains we all gradually surfaced and we made a plan to go to the caro comes. But as it took Natasha so long to get ready and we didn't want to leave her behind, time gradually slipped away and we wouldn't have had enough time to see them before they close for lunch.
I had a brainwave that we could go to castelo St Angelo. We were at the right bus stop and then a lovely shaded walk along the Tiber.
We had plenty of time to explore the fort and met Patrick on the terrace under the angel at midday.
Then we went to Trastevere all together for lunch. A big happy bunch of travellers. All different personality types and from different countries. It was fun.
We spent the late afternoon back at the hostel resting - well that's what I did.
In the night Minu cooked us dinner and they drank wine and vodka, playing drinking games. I had beer. I got a bit sick of drinking by now.
I sent Wiwa a message saying I would see her tomorrow and she replied she thought it was the day after. She was right. I had entered the wrong day in my diary. I wasn't leaving, I had another whole day in Rome. Lucky that she made me check or I would have gone to catch the plane!
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