Hot as hell in the summer! Oh yes, and amazing no matter which way you look at it. My trip to Italy began as a honeymoon when I was in my early 20’s. We decided the best way to see Italy was to tour around on a bus, seeing as much of the land in a little over a week was a great idea. Well, the trip to Italy certainly was the best idea, but the bus, I could forgo in the future. The beginning of the trip to Italy started with first landing in Rome in July. Who knew? I planned very little back in those days and wasn’t of the understanding that air conditioning was, well, optional. The flight got into Rome and I was amazed at how small this international airport really was. It was hot and there was no ac inside the airport. I can only hope that has changed a bit since 2000. We arrived and took a trip to our first hotel. Each hotel along the trip was identified as a 4 or 5 star hotel. This was the other piece of my early understanding of international travel. Four and five stars did not exactly equate to the US version of 4 & 5 star. While the trip wasn’t exactly what was expected, the people were lovely, most spoke English, and the city was beautiful! The hotels, the people, and the environment were all so different than I had ever seen.
One of the most amazing pieces of architecture I had ever seen was the coliseum. We did have a few hours to wait in line to get in, but one inside, the view was just plain ole cool. Thinking of what all took place in this part of history and how it still stood was so very impressive. Built by Emperor Vespasian around 70–72 AD as a monument to celebrate Roman victories. The amphitheatre was then used for the fights of the gladiators and animal hunts.
The one item I WISH we would have had time to go see was under the coliseum where the passageways for the gladiators and animals were transported and held. The bus tour did not allow enough time to fully explore this part of history and next time I head back, I’m going to make sure to take this in.
The other main site that we had to take in was a tour of the Vatican. The lines stood hours long that trailed all the way around the building and down the block. Getting inside was certainly worth the wait. We had to wear headsets at the point of entry due to not understanding Italian. While the headsets were necessary to understand the history, the beauty of the art on the walls and ceilings were unbelievable. One could spend a lifetime just looking at intricate artwork. As we exited the building, we found we were very fortunate. The Pope was making a showing for an exceptionally diverse crowd. Germans on one side, Italians on another, other cultures positioned throughout and buses of school children representing so many cultures. The Pope made is appearance on the balcony and began speaking his words in German. The experience, while we couldn’t understand the language brought a level of energy that we could translate. It was well worth sticking around to watch.
Now the one part of Italy I will have to write an entirely separate post (or book upon) is the food. Ohhhhhh, Myyyyy, Goddddd. The piece heaven found in the food made from the source was nothing shy of a miracle. YUM, YUM, and YUM. I digress and if I think of it too long, my newfound diet will be shot to……
Alright all, I’m off to throw on the pasta. Happy Travels…