You are in my bed!

So I flew into Rome after 24 hours of travel and very little sleep that whole time. I met two Italian girls on my flight from Madrid to Rome named Erica and Cheti, they taught me the basics of Italian. I was pleased to see how well I could communicate with them with my Spanish background. They were very friendly and helped me get on the train to my hotel. When I got to my hostel I hit the town for some pasta with my new bunk mates. Two girls from So. Carolina and a girl and guy from London. We hit a hole in the wall and I had the best plate of Spaghetti I have ever had in my entire life, or maybe I was just that hungry! Amazing! I had been awake now for 36 hours and was feeling really out of it, which was discouraging cause when Navy Seals train they stay awake for something like 72 hours straight. As much as I like to think I could've been a seal, moments like these let you know just how amazing those guys are. I passed out on my bed only to be awoken by this cell phone all lit up waving around above me in my bed, and some girl speaking french...disoriented? Completely! It took me a second to realize what was going on then she says in english, "You are in my bed." So I roll out of bed and show her my paper that shows that I am actually in the correct bed, did I mention it was 3 AM? She was not convinced and would not leave. So I walked her out to the hallway so as not to wake the other 6 people in my room and in my best French, Italian, Spanish accent I say...."recepcion." We walk three flights of stairs to the front desk only to have the guy say "sorry, our mistake." Why she didn't go to the front desk in the first place is beyond me.

I have only seen Rome so far, just got to Florence and will update more later, I didn't come to Italy to sit in an internet cafe!