Our day begins just like the day before with breakfast delivered to our room. Shortly afterwards we get on the bus and arrive at our first stop, The COLOSSEUM!
When we arrive we learn that unfortunately we will not be able to see the inside because of flooding.
The night before we arrived in Rom there was really bad flooding in the city. There was supposedly 2 feet of standing water in portions of the Colosseum.
We walk around the area for a while and after failing to even find the entrance of The Forum, we give up on this location and decided to head over to the Vatican Museum and the Sistine Chapel.
I'm so sad we missed the Forum as well. With 4 years of Latin under my belt I'm a big Geek in Rome. This was my 3rd time to Rome and I was so excited to show John. I've only ever purchased dual entrance to both the Colosseum and the Forum & have always entered via the same gate. Well, that gate was closed and we walked forever trying to find a different one with no success. John wasn't really into it much. Especially when I said we were going to the Forum and he asked, "What's that?" Seriously babe? THE FORUM? The center of all of ancient Rome? Then he commented that it looked like a bunch of rocks. Sigh.....
We enjoy all the rooms
You know you're in the Vatican when there are strategically placed fig leaves.
I entered a photo of this in a National JCL Photo Competition and placed. (I told you I was super cool)
Laocoon
Bacchus (or Dionysus if you're Greek)
Sometimes I enjoy the rooms themselves more than what's in them:
Finally we made it to the Sistine Chapel and even take a few secretive pictures and videos (definitely NOT allowed).
After marveling at Michelangelo’s masterpiece, we jump on our bus take a break while listening to the audio tour as it completes an entire circuit of the city.
The Piazza de Spagna was calling our name, so we hopped off to check it out and get our final dinner in Rome.
The views and history are amazing, but the food is what will bring you back to this ancient city. A train ride followed by a cab ride takes us to the airport just in the nick of time for our flight. Conspicuously missing from this visit to Rome were all the Italian muscle cars. No Ferraris, no Lamborghinis, no Maseratis. It’s like going to Africa and not seeing a lion, zebra, giraffe or elephant.
Turns out just before we left for the airport, a block over from where we caught our transfer was the monthly Ferrari meetup. Sorry babe.
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