May 25, 2006
Monday was our first full day in Italy. We went to bed early the night before so we’d be recovered from our flights there and ready to go!
Our morning started with a guided tour of the Colosseum and the Roman Forum. We got little headsets so that we could listen to our guide and still be able to wander around and look at everything, so that was pretty cool (or geeky. yeah.) Our attire for the day was carefully chosen because we knew we would be visiting a very famous and recognizable landmark- and so, our shirts represent a famous and recognizable
team SuperBowl Champions. We were SO getting our picture taken in the Colosseum wearing them.
Yeah, I know. We’re losers. Even in Italy. Dan was mad he forgot his Terrible Towel.
All week we kept saying things like, ‘Hey, I have an idea- let’s go eat dinner with a view of the Colosseum!’ or ‘Hey let’s go see something that’s famous and really old!’ or ‘I feel like eating lunch in Florence! Let’s go!’ It never got old. hee
After the morning tour of Ancient Rome, we headed to lunch. We wandered the streets for a while, just taking in the sights and enjoying ourselves. We ended up on this little side street and I was hungry and had to use the bathroom (or ‘bagno’ in Italian- one of the most important Italian words I know!) so we stopped at the first place we saw and I had the best linguini and pesto I’ve ever had IN MY LIFE. YUM.
We had the rest of the day free to roam the streets of Rome (ha! I’m so funny!) and we wanted to make sure we hit all the highlights. The Trevi Fountain and The Spanish Steps were in the area, so of course we visited those. And Dan was sure to drop a coin into the fountain- legend has it that if you do, it ensures your return to Rome someday.
I didn’t have a coin for myself… so we’re counting his for both of us. He’s not allowed to go back without me!
One thing we did that afternoon, but I don’t have any pictures of it (stupid rules), was to visit the Capuchin Crypt. Boy, was it creepy. The whole thing is decorated with the bones of these Monks, which was at the same time icky and beautiful. Definitely not something I’ve ever seen before, but I’m glad we decided to visit.
This afternoon was also when Dan almost had to slap me for being a whiny woman. I was hot, tired, my feet hurt, and I had to pee. And we kept getting lost on these little sidestreets and I was getting frustrated. After a few minutes of my whining, Dan looked at me and said with his eyes: You are in Rome, woman. Get a grip. If we have to walk 5 minutes out of our way to get where we’re going, who cares? Yeah. Duh. I settled down after that.
And of course later that night we had a fantastic dinner at one of the little places near our hotel, and I think I ordered some tiramisu (because that’s my favorite and it just happens to be an Italian dessert. HUZZAH!)
And that was Day 2. :)