When in Rome…
This past weekend (Feb. 25-27) the Communications kids took a school-organized trip to Roma. Not only did we get to see the sites with great tour guides (KSUF professors), but we also had time to explore on our own.
The trip began early Friday morning. Too early. We were at the Santa Maria Novella Train Station by 7:45 a.m.. We got to take the EuroStar super-fast train. It was really nice. It only took an hour and a half to get there!
After arriving, we pretty much went straight on over to the Colosseo. I know I’ve been to Rome before, but it’s still amazing to see such a structure. And to think of all the people and animals killed (for fun) inside it. Erika, the KSUF Roman Achievement professor, told us that when the Colosseo was first opened, they city was basically shut down for 100 days of continuous game play.
Laura and I tried to recreate our picture of us there from 5 years ago. I’m not sure if we succeeded.
We went on to check out the Roman Forum next. I can’t comprehend how old it is! I was standing on an ancient Roman road!?
From there we walked to the Pantheon. The opening in the center of the dome is massive. I guess it is about 30 feet wide. Supposedly a perfect sphere could fit in it, making it, according to Erika, one of the 8 Wonders of the World. I thought there were only 7. Maybe there are 8.
We then had to check into our hotel. The girls all stayed in one and the boys in another. I shared a room with Laura and Kate. It was really cute. We stayed in Residenza Zanardelli. There were tassels all over the place. I liked it.
Then it was on to the Trevi Fountain. There were hordes of tourists there. But it was still beautiful, glowing with light in the dark. We all threw our coins in. I threw in a 10 cent franc I had left over from Switzerland. I didn’t want to waste my Euros.
By this point in the evening, we were really hungry. We went to some restaurant close to the Trevi. I ordered spaghetti with mussels. It was garlicky goodness. I guess I really like mussels now.
The next morning we got up and enjoyed a complimentary breakfast of coffee with chocolate (noms!) and rolls and croissants. I had three cups of coffee.
Then we made our way to the Vatican to tour the museum, the Sistine Chapel and St. Peter’s Basilica with KSUF Art History professor Rocky. He knows so much. He’s a walking Renaissance encyclopedia. We had headsets in the museum so we could all hear him talk about the different art and rooms. He told us a lot about Raphael and Michelangelo. We also got to see the Laocoön, a Greek sculpture that Michelangelo tried to emulate in his work. He regarded it as the best sculpture ever. Interesting.
The Sistine Chapel was beautiful. Overwhelming. It was evidently quite scandalous when it was first completed because there were so many nudes painted everywhere. Rocky said Michelangelo thought the male nude was the epitome of beauty, so he painted a lot of them. I guess some other artist had to come in and paint clothes over the crotches of a bunch of the men.
From there we walked into St. Peter’s Basilica. It’s massive. Incomprehensibly large. The baldacchino over St. Peter’s “tomb” is 10 stories tall! But everything is to scale, making it hard to understand just how huge everything is.
After that we had lunch at a place close to the Vatican. I happened to notice on the menu that the pasta was shown in a carton coming out of the microwave. I decided to get a panino, which was what I had planned on getting, but must of the girls got pasta. Then we saw them microwave it, and people got pissed. In the end, everyone laughed that she went to Rome to eat what was basically a Lean Cuisine. I guess that’s why you shouldn’t go to a restaurant that advertises “Crisis Prices” on a sign outside the entrance.
Once the pasta had been unwillingly eaten, we had some free time to go to the Spanish Steps. It was packed! Tourists everywhere. It was really relaxing just to sit and enjoy the sun. We also looked in a couple stores (like Gucci and Tiffany’s) and ate some gelato. Eating that gelato was stupid because we had to meet up with everyone for dinner shortly after. We ate at Trattoria da Luigi. We had all the courses. Two pastas, a salad, veal with potatoes and tiramisu and, finally, coffee. Damn. That food was good. Of course we needed more treats, so Laura, Nora and I went to Leonidas, a Belgian chocolate shop, to get some chocolate. After having it in Brussels, there was no way Laura and I could pass up another chance to eat some.
After stuffing myself to near explosion, some of us decided to go out and about for a bit. We saw crazy drunk men playing rugby in the middle of a piazza and lots of creepy old drunk guys. And I got a hug from a really drunk little man. We called it a night pretty early, and I was in bed by 12:30.
The next morning we went to the Galleria Borghese to see some more paintings and sculptures. By this point, I was arted out and my ingrown toenail (Yes, I got one from my tight shoes) was killing me. It was throbbing like crazy. I just wanted to sit. And then, of course, it started to rain. Typical. But some of the sculptures were really amazing. Bernini’s The Rape of Prosperina and Apollo and Daphne were awesome (in the original sense of the word, as Professor Rocky would like us to use it).
After that, all we had left was a lunch break and the trip home. The bus ride to Roma Termini was insane. So many people crowded on one little bus. We were all soaked from the rain, and my toe was screaming. I was really beginning to freak out about my toe. I was told I would have to get part of the nail out. But then I saw a rainbow while on the bus, and it calmed me down. I know I don’t usually believe in that stuff (like you, Mom), but I swear I see rainbows when I’m stressed or in new, intimidating or even scary situations. Thanks for looking out for me, Baba.
And finally we were on the speedy train back to Firenze. I slept almost the whole way. I drooled on my coat.