Picking up where we left off...
We had just spent our second night in Rome and began another full day of sightseeing on a Tuesday morning. Our first desitination: Trevi Fountains. A truly awe-inspiring array of sculpture, history, and flowing water.
Trevi Fountains |
We stopped in a small gelaterie for some refreshment (it was not the best or worst gelato we had in Italy, mostly just over-priced being right in the square next to the Fountains).
We then headed to the Spanish Steps: A beautiful and imposing staircase connecting Piazza di Spagna at the base to the Trinita dei Monti church at the top. The flowers were gorgeous all along the stairs and the Steps are just plain impressive. Our umbrella stroller was indispensable during the length of our trip as we walked mostly all day long, every day. But, in this instance, folding it up and lugging it up the longest stairway I'd ever seen, was not desirable. Nor was convincing a 3 year old to "keep going" on his little legs up to the top. Hence, C and I opted to peruse the square on Piazza Spagna while Z trekked up the steps.
Spanish Steps |
Vatican City was amazing. A truly historical place with much spiritual importance for Catholic Christianity. Additionally, I dare say, there is an amazing amout of original artwork stored up within the City walls. Breathtaking pieces I am thankful to have seen in person.
Hall in Vatican: Ceiling lined with piece after piece of artwork. |
Square inside Vatican City |
Cookie Break in Vatican City |
After a full morning and part of the afternoon of sightseeing, C was getting weary and my feet were no longer letting me ignore their aches. So I headed back to the hotel while Z explored the area a bit more. The line to enter Saint Peters Basillica stretched on for hours and hours worth of waiting, so he opted not to spend the rest of his day standing in line.
Saint Peters Basillica |
At the end of the day, we dined at a lovely little local restaurant not too far from our hotel. It was quiet, delicious, and C was, of course doted on by several Italian grandfathers walking around talking with guests. I had, by far, the best eggplant parmigiana ever to melt in my mouth. Oh so good.
We went back to our hotel room satisfied. C went to bed, and Z and I enjoyed a bottle of local Italian wine with windows open, listening to the city sounds of Rome at night.
One final installment on our trip to come...
Cheers.
That hallway is gorgeous! It looks like you've been busy having some great adventures!
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