The art of getting lost...
Get onto bus that leads to Santa Maria Maggiore. Easy enough.
Analyze and do field studies revolving around the basilica and the axes that run off of it.
Take pictures and talk about group presentation and information.
Get onto random bus number 360 that one of us "thinks" will take us back towards our part of town.
Wrong.
Ride due north when needing to go due south, yet not sure of that at the time.
Keep riding.
Keep riding.
Discover something is very wrong.
Get off of bus at undistinguished bus stop.
Busdriver very annoyed.
Go to tram stop.
Get onto Number 3 tram.
Ride around, retracing where we just came from.
1 hour 20 minutes later, arrive at designated bus stop.

It was insane. Got to see a lot of the city that I had not experienced yet. However, it wasn't exactly the most enjoyable site seeing tour on the crazy tram.

Good parts of the day- got THE BEST pizza. (Rob, it was like the perfect tostinos pizza in a sandwich-esque form. except better. and authentic. and fresh.) Came up with some pretty cool ideas for our group presentation. Discovered new things and formed a new theory relating to Santa Maria Maggiore's Sistine Chapel where Pope Sixtus V is buried: Connection of the old center of Rome with the new center of Rome (Sixtus's vision).

We had a "tour of homes" tonight, if you will, at the girls apartments. We had bread, wine, fruit, crackers, and nutella. For anyone deprived of this delicacy, it is a yummy chocolate/hazelnut/peanut butter ish spread that is good on basically anything. Highly recommened and commonly seen at any sandwich/pastry/gelatto store in Rome. Love it.

Bedtime for Bonzo.
Ciao.