Rome is huge. Or at least it seem s. I mean REALLY FUCKING BIG. Rik says it’s not as big as I think it is, and he’s right, I’m sure, but everything in town is built to a gargantuan scale. You’re walking throught town, and, oh, over there is the Coliseum. The coliseum is basically a big, old, crumbling Shea Stadium that fits 70,000 people. And there it is, just hanging out in the middle of the street, next to everything else. You walk down another street, and there are some ruins. And all the while I’m trying to imagine my cousin Michael frantically running through the streets as I hear he did, looking for American ham and Wonder bread.
Rik and I decided to skip the coliseum for another day (as the line when we got there was so, so long. Insead, we saw the Roman Forum, basically ruins of the center of life in Ancient Rome, before I suffered a small heat stroke. I don’t know what happened. One minute, I’m fine, then all of a sudden, I’m tired, and I go to drink some water and almost barf. I forgot that in Florence I wasn’t really walking around too much, taking busses everywhere. Walking 2 hours in the blazing heat was just too much for me. Forget what I said about “no problem… dry heat.” So I passed out in an air-conditioned bookstore for a while, then headed back to take a small nap in the B&B. I felt much more refreshed. So we threw some coins in the breathtaking Trevi fountain (ensuring a visit back to Rome, as the story goes), stopped by the Piazza Navona, and watched the sun set on the Spanish Steps.
Truly, all of Rome in a Day.
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Glad to see you and Rik have surfaced. If Rome wasn't built in a day, did you have to try to hit the world's record to see it in a day? Glad you are feeling better. No more heat for you. ILY, Mom
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