My own Roman Holiday

For those of you who have known me for years, it is no secret that I am a huge Audrey Hepburn fan. I'd say my obsession peaked in high school, but I still adore her to this day.  It should come as a shock to no one when I say that Roman Holiday is one of my favorite movies.

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In high school, I was so obsessed with that movie that my friend Emily bought me a purse with Princess Ann on it for my birthday.  I loved that purse and used it all the time.

Not surprisingly, Mike had not seen this movie. This isn't a slight against him, but part of a joke we have that he hasn't seen more than 20 movies made before he was born (excluding anything by George Lucas or Disney).  Anyway, we watched it a few days before we got to Rome, and I declared that I was going to do everything Princess Ann does in the movie.  He said that was fine, as long as I did not crash a scooter into a bunch of market stands and end up at the police station.

So far, we've done the same things as Mr. Peck and Ms. Hepburn:

Stick our hands in the Bocca Della Verità

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Get drinks at a cafe

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Sit on the Spanish Steps

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See the Castello Sant'Angello at night (although sadly there is no barge there where you can dance)

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And go to the Via Margutta, where Joe Bradley (George Peck) lived.

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Some things we have not done that they did include:
Sneak out of an embassy;
Walk around the ruins while mildly sedated;
Lie about our identities;
Cut off the majority of my hair;
Try to steal a small child's camera;
Hit a guy over the head with a guitar;
Hold a press conference.

There's always next time though ;)