As I've come to suspect on Norwegian, the flight was uneventful and comfortable [considering it left three hours after its scheduled time.] At first, I was in the front row behind the bulkhead with plenty of legroom, but I don't like being squeezed into the seat and pulling the screen up and over. When I went to a restroom at the back of the plane, I noticed the penultimate row had only two seats and they were both empty! Asked the stewardess if I could move and she said, 'yes.' Now I was most comfortable. Only movie I watched, though, was "Rebel without a Cause."
It was actually a good thing my flight was delayed, since when I landed, Inija's flight was due in less than an hour, so I waited for her, and we took the shuttle together to Roma Termini. From there we walked to our fabulous apartment with the Aurelean walls across the street from our building. What a fabulous site. Marcus Aurelius was a philosopher who enjoyed arguing with himself [sound familiar?] I like the wall so much I decided to paint it.