Finally, we arrived at the Borghese, where I was very pleased to know that I could still recall some of the high points of 6th grade Ancient Greek Studies. The statues of the gods and goddesses were spectacular, even when the stories weren't necessarily pleasant. The interior decorating (i.e. the ceilings, walls, and floors) were again so detailed and amazing, but I couldn't help but wonder what kind of furniture you could've kept in such ornate rooms...
From the Borghese we were scheduled to find the Trevi Fountain. Which we did, we just missed our bus. If it were the first day I think we would've walked, but we couldn't get our feet to agree to that. So we waited again. Unfortunately, because we had missed it by a fraction of a second, that wait seemed like a long time. The Trevi was worth it, and we decided to sit and have gelato there with thousands of other tourists who were jostling for a spot for pictures. We did the cliche thing...
...twice. ☺️
From there it was a short walk to the Pantheon, where I was surprised to discover that it has been converted to a church. I guess that shouldn't be surprising, but for some reason it was.
After traipsing up and down and around we stumbled back to the apartment (the bus was much better to us in the afternoon) and crashed HARD for an hour.
The dinner. Which was an absolutely adventure. We stopped by a pizza place that had been realm ended by our host. It was a local place - outside of the tourist zone. We were very excited. There was no English at all in the place which made ordering exciting because we weren't sure actually what we were getting. Blake went conservative and got a margarita pizza which was exactly what we expected. Laura and I ordered off the area of the menu that said "tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese base." She got a calzone, and I got a pizza that boasted garlic and "Oregon" and a side of cooked veggies. When they came, we were a little confused. Laura's calzone had a conspicuous lake of cheese or red sauce, and my pizza just didn't have cheese at all. Now, I like red sauce and bread, and Oregon is a pretty cool state, but I like cheese too. The cooked veggies were a steamed pile of green stuff. Maybe spinach, maybe lawn mower clippings. Laura didn't exactly like salt enough to finish the calzone, and after we all ran back up to the apartment to guzzle water and laugh about the confusing experience.
We deciding to visit Giardini Degli Aranchi for sunset (there was a lack of oranges that made Laura sad), and took it the amazing views from above the city.
Since we'd been told we should, we hopped the bus and headed back to the Trevi for a night viewing. It made sense to get gelato again (of course).
We've finally got a little bit of a handle on the bus system. It'll probably let us down again, but we made it around after our nap much better than we did in the morning. I think it's because we made another wish 😂
Tomorrow is the Vatican, the Sistine Chapel, and St. Peter's Basilica. Than on to Florence. 🇮🇹
No comments:
Post a Comment