Rome: Arrival and Settling In

So we finally got off that wretched flight. No offense to our Airline, it wasn't their fault. After a while hearing babies cry, the boy behind you kicking your seat and throwing up (who needs a bathroom when you can just use a bag right?... WRONG), and breathing recycled air get old after the first 20 minutes or so.   Anyway, it was all worth it when we stepped outside and we were greeted by my spectacular family. We hadn't seen them since Christmas because they have been living in Budapest for a year. Nate's 12 going on 13 and little Jack is 7 going on 35. Needless to say, there were lots of hugs and "OMG WE MISSED YOU"s. One we calmed down, we entered the crammed and you-know-what car and drove to our apartment in the center of Rome.

            My Uncle Kent and my dad reuniting. The brothers hadn't seen each other for 6 months.

Nate (12), and Jack (7),  who are brothers, and I are so excited to see each other. The 3 of us are very close.