Jetlag getting me out of bed at 0530 to walk down to the Forum and then to the Coliseum before it opened is the nicest thing its ever done for me. Definitely felt like I had the Coliseum to myself.

For a moment I wondered why you were in Los Angeles, and how damn aft you walked.

However, jetlag did me no favors in remembering to not pronounce Italian things like they’re Spanish. Got glared at a lot.