Day 49 - When in Rome...
Rome was not built in a day and indeed you need more than a day to really see it. Guidebooks recommend at least two weeks, three days at a bare minimum without the Vatican, but I did both in less than 24 hours.
To say I had a real "Roman Holiday" would be a bit of a misnomer, but the highlights include flirtations at the Colessium, getting lost on the way to Plaza de Novana and running into several other main attractions on the way, diunner at a pizzeria, drinks at a gay bar, laughter at the Trevi Fountain at night, sharing a four-person hostel room with seven people, catching a flu, and that was all on the first day.
The second day, despite my complete body ache, three hours of sleep, and the inability to speak I head straight for the Vatican City. While incredibly spectacular in its own right I was startled be how not holy the Holy City felt. I realize that this will be considered sacrilege by most, but with the crowds, the lines, and the metal detectors it all just seemed like a really well themed part of Disneyland...I don't know, maybe it was just the flu medicine I was on.
St. Peters, however was incredible. I wish I had been able to attend the popes daily address, but unfortunately it required my planning and preparation than I was capable of. Besides, by early afternoon I was completely wiped out of energy. I could barely move let alone listen attentively. I likely would have started snoring midway through and caused a real fiasco.
Much after that is a blur. I am not entirely sure how I even made it back to the port in Citavecchia. I certainly know I didn't pay for the train ride...so I am glad that worked out. By the time I found my way back on the boat I was entirely unable to function. I fell on my bed and woke up almost 24 hours later.
I am glad I had the first day in Rome. Getting to see the monuments there was a reall highlight of this trip. I hope someday I get to go back to Rome and really see it all.
To say I had a real "Roman Holiday" would be a bit of a misnomer, but the highlights include flirtations at the Colessium, getting lost on the way to Plaza de Novana and running into several other main attractions on the way, diunner at a pizzeria, drinks at a gay bar, laughter at the Trevi Fountain at night, sharing a four-person hostel room with seven people, catching a flu, and that was all on the first day.
The second day, despite my complete body ache, three hours of sleep, and the inability to speak I head straight for the Vatican City. While incredibly spectacular in its own right I was startled be how not holy the Holy City felt. I realize that this will be considered sacrilege by most, but with the crowds, the lines, and the metal detectors it all just seemed like a really well themed part of Disneyland...I don't know, maybe it was just the flu medicine I was on.
St. Peters, however was incredible. I wish I had been able to attend the popes daily address, but unfortunately it required my planning and preparation than I was capable of. Besides, by early afternoon I was completely wiped out of energy. I could barely move let alone listen attentively. I likely would have started snoring midway through and caused a real fiasco.
Much after that is a blur. I am not entirely sure how I even made it back to the port in Citavecchia. I certainly know I didn't pay for the train ride...so I am glad that worked out. By the time I found my way back on the boat I was entirely unable to function. I fell on my bed and woke up almost 24 hours later.
I am glad I had the first day in Rome. Getting to see the monuments there was a reall highlight of this trip. I hope someday I get to go back to Rome and really see it all.
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