Charrie is back in full effect. Ahhhh-yeah. It’s on, Italia style. 1:30 am. Carrie just fell asleep. We’ve been rockin’ for 34 hours. Room is comfy as hell. Street party is humming outside. It’s all good.
Crashing at the 2nd Floor Hotel in Rome…a few short steps away from the Colosseum. It was a total “buck up little camper” kind of day. Planes, trains and it all started out in Natalie’s Subaru.
I have to admit, this is the first time I can recall being absolutely overwhelmed with the staggering sightseeing options before us. We may just wing this whole thing. After a quick lunch and chug-chug double espresso,
we took the inn keeper’s advice and did up the Colosseum, late afternoon style. Two words, “Roma Pass!” Damn…that was worth every 25 € we threw down. Sped by the hour plus line in about a minute. That allowed us to spend two full hours circling the truly impressive house of mayhem. Seriously, what a gruesome idear. Fascinating history in terms of it’s construction, the politics of carnage and the elaborate thought that went into the seriously warped “games” that took place during the “holidays.”Favorite moment during the tour…placing our hands on the sun soaked stone and marble that is nearly two millennia old. Felt surprisingly smooth. Pop, this photos is for you.
Laid out the map and decided to squeeze every drip-drop of adrenaline in order to make a full day out of it. We decimated dinner by starting out with our first true-blue gelato at "Flor." The Romans know how to do gelato yo. Carrie had a double helping of chocolate and strawberry. I opted for the extra creamy vanilla and double chocolate. Next, we wandered and weaved our way through the labyrinthine Roman streets…up through the capitol area and down through what is still called the “Jewish Ghetto” We made our way to an amazing find for wine and a fresh, organic dinner at Ditirambo. An absolutely fabulous bottle of biodynamic 2006 Vendemmia-Sanvalentino from Umbria coupled with freshly made ravioli and lasagna…finished with a fresh strawberry-yogurt dessert…ok, then finished off with an espresso. Yeah, that’s it. We sauntered through Piazza di Navona where the kids and artists where out in full force.
On a completely unrelated note, I think the stewardess on Aer Lingus flight # 136 scolded me for attempting to snag her serving tray. I say “think” because she was quite cheerful as she scolded me.
On a mission to reserve two train tickets to Florence so we can start our two-week Tuscan swing. Today (Thursday), we take on the Vatican and look for some great food in Treverse. Ciao bella!
Charrie
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