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I went to the Trevi Fountain by myself while I was traveling in Rome. I was enjoying just being out, but was constantly being approached by local men, trying to pick me up. The typical pick up line was then asking if I would like to go somewhere to get some coffee. Most took “no” as an answer reasonably well. One man, however, was an exception. He asked if I would like coffee, I stated that I don’t drink coffee. He then asked if I would like some tea, which I don’t drink either. Wine? No. Soda? No. Finally, I told him that my boyfriend wouldn’t like it if I went somewhere for drinks with him, thinking he would finally just leave me to enjoy the fountain. His reply was, “My wife wouldn’t like it either, which is why I never tell her.” It made me laugh and hope fervently that he was only joking.

This is the first place my (now) husband and I went on a date. Our son is named Austin after it.