short story

I sat in the hotel lounge and nervously looked at my watch. It was half past three, and my friend should have arrived at two o'clock .
It was the first day in Rome, and my friend had decided to take me on a tour around the city , naturally, i agreed because i wanted to experience the charm of Rome , after a while i decided to phone him , but his phone was out of service , i wondered where John had gone . So i thought about going to his hotel and ask about him . At that moment i realized that my first day had been destroyed by John's disappearance . I started walking toward the hotel that he was in , while i was walking i was amazed by the paintings and the decorated walls , which was interesting. Unexpectedly John was only opposite me he hadn't expected me, and though he apologised and refer this to his car that it was broke down and he was repairing it.
Finally we decided not to give up and enjoy the rest of the day , at the end i noticed that Italy is a place you will never forget.