first 24 which includes the main tourist sites like Trevi, Spanish Steps

 After an uneventful flight, except for the squirrely landing at Schipol and not getting any sleep at all and being by myself in the middle of a row (and by that I mean in between two strange men) we landed in Amsterdam.  Worst food ever on the plane, both dinner and breakfast.  How do you screw up two meals, but Delta does it.  Besides the fact that by the time they got to the kids in the back of the plane, there were no meal choices, just the penne 

 pasta.  Also, they ran out of the chicken salad in row 28 of the plane.  Come on people, I’m flying Air France again next time.  The other students have not figured out yet that they are able to drink at will, I had a beer on the plane, but they think that they are still in the US and while they talk a good game about wanting to drink, after 24 hours in Rome, to my knowledge they still haven’t.  I’m fairly certain that I’m right because we have all been so jet lagged, it was like 12 people about to fall into their lunches yesterday.  John was worried that they aren’t excited to be here, but I think that they are just too tired to get excited yet.  We all came back to the rooms 

for an hour long nap and that helped immensely.  Well, I helped me.  I thought that I was going to faint at one point from exhaustion, low blood sugar (thanks again Delta for food I couldn’t eat), and the nap made it possible for me to hit the Spanish Steps, the Trevi Fountain.  Rachel couldn’t handle two days without any sleep (who could) and stayed in with a horrible headache, while John and I proceeded to act like we knew where we were going, but managed to go in the general direction of the Trevi.  It’s amazing how once you get within a half mile radius of one of the big tourist spots, you can follow the crowd like lemmings to the actual site.