I have been craving some bowling.  Finally, last week, it happened when I was least expecting it to.  That’s the best.  We went for a fellow’s birthday — happy birthday Stephen.  So happy.  It didn’t even matter that I bowled like crap.  That rush, that feeling of completeness and just letting go was so refreshing.  Yes, I’m talking about bowling.

Below, my team, Stephen showing off his form and the striker, Miles.  Just throwin’ strikes all day.  He brings a kitchen-like concentration to the lanes that’s just eerie to watch.  The alley looked like it had been transplanted directly from America to Rome.

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Viale Regina Margherita, 181