Juvies for a night

We missed our 9 o'clock alarm somehow, but Katie miraculously woke up at 9:15 and we hustled to get out of the house asap.
We went straight to the Vatican Museums and Sistine Chapel, where Katie waited in line while Nicole went to find us some breakfast. 25 minutes later, after Katie deduced that Nicole had been kidnapped and Nicole deduced that Katie had already gotten into the Museum, we reunited. Nicole found crepes with nutella and banana, just in time to gobble it down before we entered the museum.
We went through the maze of ancient art and artifacts, finally landing in the glorious Sistine Chapel. It was very beautiful and all, but would have been much more stupendous if we didn't feel like cattle being herded into and out of each room.
After the museums we headed to the Piazza del St. Peter and the Basilica, where we waited in the wrong freakin line for about a half hour. When we finally figured it out, we walked straight into the Basilica. It is gigantic, beautiful, breathtaking, and all other related adjectives. Pictures don't do it justice - you just have to see it.
When we left St. Peter's Square we grabbed some lunch and headed for the Castel St. Angelo, but it was closed so we decided to head back home, where we called Lorenzo and he said "Yep, you guys gotta find another solution, sorry." So
we came back, packed our things and headed for this hostel we had found.
After we finally figured out how to get to this place (they always make it sound wayyyy more simple than it really is) we had to cram on to this above ground train where Katie swears she lost about 5 pounds from sweating and thought she was going to pass out.
We finally got to this super ghetto train stop (moms and dads would probably have been worried about us at this point) and waited for the shuttle to the hostel. It finally came and we were originally going to stay for two nights.
BUT- this place is like, a double wide, halved and then quartered. We share about a 9 x 9 trailer with two sinking twin mattresses. It is a dump compared to Lorenzo's white marble condo! We have been pampered!
Our solution? We emailed our hostel in Venice to see if we could move everything up a day, and we also emailed a friend in Turino to see if we could stay with him. Then we proceeded to get drunk, eat pizza, and try to sleep in our tiny prison cell in the Ass-crack of Rome.