Day 7
We took the overnight train from Paris to Rome, and it was really fun (for the first 14 hours, more on that in a moment). We had our own “room” with bunk beds and as the sun set I really enjoyed watching the many castles on the French countryside as we rode past. We drank some beer and ate chocolate we bought in Paris before turning in. We couldn’t eat from the dining car as we were out of Euros and they do not take credit cards. Doh! That’s ok. Both of us slept pretty well with the rumbling of the train. Our scheduled arrival time for Rome was 10:30 am (we had left Paris at 7pm the night before) but at 8:30 our train stopped. In the middle of nowhere, for an hour and a half. And then, later on, it stopped again! We were 5 hours late arriving in Rome and we were famished! No one told us why, though apparently this is not uncommon with Italian trains. Who knows.
Once we arrived we hopped on the metro to Circus Maximus, to see our pal Melanie who was hosting us for this leg of our trip. Melanie originally hails from Western NC but has been living in Rome for two years working for FAO, which is the Food and Agriculture Branch of the UN. She speaks 3 languages and has lived in more countries than I have visited. Plus, she is a lot of fun! Her office overlooks the Coloseum and the Palatine Hills, which sure beats my view of the basement hallway.
We loitered around the Circus Maximus until Melanie finished work and we rode home on the most crowded bus I have ever been on (she told us she usually walks). Melanie lives is the Trastevere neighborhood (translates too “across the Tiber”) in a neat flat that is happily 30 seconds from a tasty gelato shop. After showers and a nap we walked through winding cobblestone streets past a number of lovely piazzas to a small restaurant that turned out to provide the first of the three amazing dinners we ate there.
After an amazing dinner we went to Isola Tiberina, a small island in the Tiber River connected by bridges. Well, a better name for the Isola would be “Cocktail Island” because during the summer months all these temporary bars pop up and all the city goes there to drink and hang out. We sat on a pile of cushions on a blanket and watched the river cross over rapids as we enjoyed a drink. Romans love cocktails, which surprised me. I would have though they were all into wine!
Day 8
We pounded the pavement in Rome! Visited the Palatine Hill ruins (where many of the early emperors lived) and then the ruins of the roman forum, the temple of the Vestal Virgins, the arch of Titus, and all kinds of amazing roman architecture. I am not going to lie that watching the first series of the show “Rome” helped me understand some of the time line. It is amazing what they accomplished. We learned that Romans are great recyclers, and that the finery from the emperor’s palaces; statuary, marble and the like, is all at St. Peters Basilica now.
We also visited the Colosseum, which is really large and then walked across the street to the Celian Hill, where there is a large park and the Church Santa Paulo and Giovanni, two Roman soldiers who were martyred. Then we walked over to the super swanky Aventine Hill, where the US Embassy and some enormous homes are located.
We met Melanie at her apartment after work and again she led us through piazzas past fountains, the Pantheon, and great statues to another great night out: drinks along the Tiber with her pals Vilan and Valentina and then dinner. Her coworker and friend Mami joined us for dinner. Mami is a marathoner, and holds the record for being the 16th fastest woman in Rome. On the way home we saw the ruins of Argentina Largo and the statue of the elephant with an obelisk on its back. If Napoleon had sticky fingers when it came to Egypt, the Ancient Romans were even worse. Melanie told us there are more obelisks in Rome than in Egypt.
A few bits of Rome trivia: there are lovely water fountains throughout the city that you can drink from. They come straight from an aquifer and are so nice and cool! Feels great when its hot out. Also, cats are revered in Rome for saving the city from a plague many years ago. Every ruin or monument had a dish of cat food somewhere nearby. There are cats everywhere!
Day 9
We woke up late and went to the Vatican. Instead of taking us 20 minutes to walk there it took us 2 1/2 hours because I got us really lost. Oops! The upside was that we ate breakfast from a bakery we stumbled upon and it was the most amazing donut I have ever eaten in my entire life. Ever! Filled with real deal Holyfield pastry cream. Mmm. We finally found the right way, which was through Janiculum Hill which afforded us fine views of the city and the Garabaldi Memorial.
Anyway, we made it to St Peters, and all I can say is, wow. Words cannot describe how beautiful it is. There is art in every corner of the room. It is so massive you could fit St Pauls, Westminster Abby, and Notre Dame in there and still have room for my house, or 4 of my house. We skipped the Vatican museums on account of the fact we couldn’t actually find them and it was pretty late at this point. We wandered off across the Tiber river, got lost again and found the Pantheon, which we were able to go inside of (our previous visit with Melanie was at about 10pm and it was closed). We did some drinking and shopping (yes, I spent 70 Euros on olive oil, balsamic vinegar and other food items) and never did find our way back to the Tiber so we took a taxi home. Just fine as our feet were about to fall off!
Another fine dinner with Melanie! It was Thursday, which is the only day most restaurants make gnocchi. Melanie and I both had gnocchi with radicchio and clams and it was amazing. A great dinner on which to end our vacation.
Epilogue
We made it home just fine, though flying to the states from Leonardo DaVinci airport is a little bit of a nightmare. There were luggage issues so it took everyone forever to get checked, and sure enough Chris’s suitcase got lost. It finally showed up in Raleigh the next day. When we opened it we found it had been tampered with: the balsamic vinegar had been unwrapped and put back in the suitcase (not interesting enough to steal, I guess) and hilariously enough, in Chris’s suitcase was an article of someone elses’s clothing, specifically, a pair of bikini bottoms that probably belonged to a 10 year old girl! I bet right now her parents are mad and accusing her of leaving it in Rome when in truth it was a very slack airport employee.
A wonderful vacation. Thanks to everyone who gave us travel tips, and special thanks to Tom and Tallie and also Melanie. Thanks!
Oh yeah, and of course
Birds Seen on the Continent!
Goldfinch, finally
Monk Parakeet
Tree Creeper
Serin
Hooded Crow
Siskin
House Martin
Redstart
Black-headed Gull
Swift
the European oriole that was yellow with black wings, can’t remember the name.