I've known this woman for nine years, and counting. Been through heeps of stuff together in our "heavenly" teen years. And then we met again in Rome, and still click just as well after not seeing each other for years...
In Rome there was a huge hill that we had to go down to get to the little town, and the way up was quite a feat. for anyone slightly unfit. However we found that it was a whole lot easier after a few beers. So by the end of our little escapade in Rome for three weeks, we all went home with buns of steel, and a better alcohol tolerance.(These pictures are of Bex being too darn lazy to walk back up one of the first times we went down, so I carried her up part of the way)
