March 17, 2017

Welp, today officially marks the day that I ran out of fucks to give about how much I spend on this trip. I opted out of my last two days at the (still really cool, but does lack a refund policy) hostel and booked a place in Napoli for Tuesday and Wednesday nights. There were… Continue reading March 17, 2017

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March 16, 2017

Waking up slightly (very) hungover, I haphazardly threw the rest of my shit into one of my rapidly deteriorating bags and dragged my useless carcass to the train station. Suffice to say that having two bags cutting into my shoulders while walking half a mile under the cloud of the past night was less than… Continue reading March 16, 2017

March 13, 2017

Y’all, I went against my better judgment and completely subsumed myself in tourist shit today. I took approximately a metric fuckton of pictures during my run as a typical, aggravating American. In light of this, I’m going to intersperse my words with pictures so that you can reevaluate your life choices as you sit behind… Continue reading March 13, 2017

March 10-12

The past two and a half days have been eventful but sporadic, so I’m going to do what every shitty writer does when he doesn’t feel like crafting a legitimate narrative: make a list with no apparent order or reason (listicles, bitches! Shout out Buzzfeed for dumbing down the American population enough to make this… Continue reading March 10-12

March 7, 2017

To all 2 of my dedicated readers: I am far too drunk to type anything remotely coherent right now. I will (probably) talk about this very interesting day when I wake up tomorrow. Night bitches.