We have really
enjoyed the sights of Rome, however I think I may like the food as
much as I do the sights. We had a fantastic dinner last night at a
restaurant right by the apartment. I had ravioli unlike any I have
ever had before. Luke had the house specialty, which our host told
us was pasta with fish. We were thinking pasta with little sardines
or some white fish of some kind. Nope. Pasta with mussels, clams,
and a whole gigantic crawfish complete with eyeballs. Luke devoured
his dinner with a gigantic smile on his face. The girls and Michael
each had spaghetti. We had bread and antipasto and water that we
bought by the glass bottle. We felt very fancy.
Next we walked up
Palatine Hill – where the Imperial rulers of Ancient Rome lived. It
was interesting to walk through those ruins, and the views were
great!
After Palatine we
headed over to the Colosseum. We had read online and in guidebooks
that one should purchase the triple ticket for
Forum/Palatine/Colosseum at the Forum entrance to avoid the line at
the Colosseum. And we had done that and had only waited about five
minutes to buy tickets. The line at the Colosseum to buy tickets was
painfully long – I would guess it would have taken 3-4 hours to get
through that line – but we just showed our tickets on the other
side of the line and walked through. Only had to stop for a bag
check and to go one by one through the turnstile. Oh sad, sad
uniformed people. The Colosseum was amazing and revolting all at the
same time. Explaining it to the girls was pretty awful – Isa
couldn't believe that people were made to fight animals or each other
to the death. Pretty horrified. She kept asking “What kind of
people would think that is fun to watch? That's awful. What was
wrong with them?” Aahh, child after my own heart…..
After we finished at
the Colosseum we headed off to find lunch. The wrong way. We walked
about ¾ of a mile the wrong way, asked one of the gazillion Rome
police officers (really, they are everywhere) who googled the place
we were going and told us it was a 30-40 minute walk back the way
we'd just come. UGGH. Whoops. So we scratched that idea, headed up
the street and went to the first pizza place we found. Pizza and
soda for everyone. Took our pizza slices and headed to the nearest
Piazza and plopped on a bench to eat.
Pantheon |
Inside of the Pantheon |
Spanish Steps |
This last part of the trip things got a little ugly. The train car we were in had a pickpocket team in play and Michael watched
someone have their wallet lifted on the platform outside the train. Not much he could do about it, especially not without endangering our kids since the pickpocket's buddies were still in the car with us. Made me want to go home. That and the really “snuggly” guy who was right up on my backside in the train. Amazing how much room was available behind him, yet he felt he needed to be so very close for stability. Yeah, I don't think so. I scooted the kids over on the bench and sat down with them, putting Gabi on my lap. I didn't want to freak the kids out by slapping some stranger on the train. Perhaps he was with the pickpockets. I just think he was a creep.
After a dinner at
home tonight we headed out to find a chemist/pharmacy since Michael
and caught colds from the plane ride over from the US. There was a a
very coughy little kid on that flight, and we both have some kind of
crud now. Trying to get cold medicine is complicated when you can't
tell the pharmacist what is wrong with you. All we wanted was cough
drops. Try describing a cough drop using just your hands. However,
she was smart enough to read between the lines and get us some kind
of effervescent tablet for the cold symptoms and a medicated cough
drop. Renewed faith in the Italian people – and I really needed it
after that awful train ride.
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