Limoncello.

Well, we made it onto our train heading to the airport in spite of our waiter's best attempts to get us trashed last night!

We went out for our last dinner out in Trastevere last night, in Piazza Santa Maria in Trastevere at some place that begins with a G. Anyway, we stuffed ourselves - Erica got veal and I got spaghetti alla carbonara, which was delicious but probably the heaviest, cheesiest thing I have ever put in my mouth. We split a bottle of the house wine (Castelli Romani, which made me happy). And of course acqua naturale (water w/o "gas"). So our waiter is nice and kind of joking around and asked what we were doing in Rome & how long and he finds out it is our last night in Rome. So I ask for the check ("il conto") and he brings out, instead, 2 double shots of limoncello, because it is our last night in Rome. Ohh boy. Don't get me wrong, I think limoncello is sometimes yummy - I found out that when you put it in the freezer it is delicious and it takes out some of the bite. But otherwise, this stuff is killer. So, to be polite, we drink our glasses... And ten he comes back with the bottle and refills them ("last night in Rome") and I started practically crying, haha- 'cause not only is the stuff strong but we had to get home and pack and clean up the apartment before going to bed. We drank about half of that and he asked if we wanted more, and we were like, NO THANKS :)
Haha then needless to say packing was quite the experience as we were both feeling quite woozy...

But today we feel great and we are hoping that a warm, sunny Sardinia is awaiting us!