^^^the Metro. Very stinky, very graffiti’d, very fast.
Every day that we’ve been in Rome (except today), we’ve come back to the hostel completely knackered. (“Crumb-crackered” as I’m learning from some fellow travelers from the UK.) It’s really hot and really crowded.
Some of the crowds aren’t too bad; friendly, moving along quickly. Others are just miserable, sweaty masses of humanity that make me fear zombie apocalypse even more.
In the Piazza de Popolo (for all of your executionary needs) there were men trying to push roses at women. “You beautiful! You need flower. Here. You take. You take.” Finally, I said, “My husband gives me no money. Go talk to him.” and they left me alone.
This ^^^ guy says, “Look at the check! They charged me €10 for sitting at a table to eat.” Seriously. We got the bill and couldn’t figure it out, but sure enough…above the €12 beef, the €6 bread (which they put on the table without asking), was €10 “for the convenience of a seat at table.”
When in Rome, eat take away! 🙂
…and some Weeping Angels for the DW fans…
The Trevi Fountain
The last hoorah for Rome was the Vatican Museums, Sistine Chapel, and St Perer’s Basilica. …next post!