The
scenery begin to change at Bologna with cypress trees appearing on the tops of
the hills into which the motorway ascends.
We arrive in Roma at about four o'clock.
The ring route drops us off on a direct line to our destination, but the
traffic is horrendous and it takes another hour or so to travel the few miles
to our hotel. I unload everyone at the
hotel (Emmaus Pensione, Via Delle Fornai, 23, one family room for six) and am
happy to park the car in a garage until Saturday.
Our
one large room pensione is pretty
comfortable, but noisy in the evenings with all the street traffic below our
third floor room. We have our own toilet
and shower (it floods, but we do not complain).
We are across the street and half a block from St. Peter's, to which we
walk, soon after arriving.
Scenes from our Pensione |
It
is hard to know where to start with when it comes to Rome: the water fountains,
the churches, the old buildings, the Fiats, the traffic patterns (no lanes!),
the horns, the sirens, the diesel smell, the Look Out! crossing the
street. The Pieta is the consensus
favorite sight. The Sistine is my
favorite but the experience was somewhat lessened by the crowds: thirty minutes
inside, staring, craning, over and over, the children bored, chocolate for
everyone. Then there is the food: mostly
canneloni, but pasta in broccoli and garlic cream is a big hit too. Pizza and drinks next door at the Bar for
40,000 lire. Gelato every day. Lots of red wine. The itinerary:
Three Pictures from Our Private Visit to the Vatican Gardens |
Trevi Fountain |
Spanish Steps |
Wednesday,
1 April. Cloudy, sunshine, some
showers. We pick up our tickets for
papal audience, and see the Pope. Most
people are very early and we sit and wait.
Waiting for the pope is like waiting for the Johnny Carson show to
start: Is that the warm up guy? Is there
some delay? Is that him? Etc.
Lots of conversations, rumors, buzzing and, most noticeably, there is an
electricity in the air. The Pope's
message, in Italian, French, English, Japanese, Spanish, Portuguese, Hungarian,
German and Moravian: the gifts of the Holy Spirit, together with Jesus'
message: "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you."
(Sounds like Thomas: "If you hurt me, I will hurt you.") John Paul looks tired. The three older children shake his hand
afterwards, as he walks down the aisle and presses the flesh. Afterwards, we eat lunch at Osteria Roberto; two
English priests sit next to us. Today it
is Robert's turn to go with Cathy and me, and we visit San Clemente
(recommended by Mrs. Bartoli) and John Lateran, walking by the Colloseo and
Piazza Venezia, before returning to the hotel by taxi. Dinner is pizza at the nearby bar.
Thursday, 2 April. Cloudy, showers. Our first stop today is the Vatican Museum from 10:45 - 1:30 or 2. Sistine! Map room! Lunch is across the street at Hostaria Dei Bastioni on the Via Leone, good broccoli pasta. Afterwards Mara, Cathy and I sightsee at Maria Maggiore (Mara and I go to confession in English), then we visit the shopping area near the Spanish Steps and top off our visit with coffee at Cafe Greco. After the rain starts, I buy a Valentino umbrella.
It's Not Always Sunny While We're in Rome |
Love the Food in Rome! |
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