Thursday, 21 April 2016

18 April - Around Rome

I like to try and be punctual. If possible I like to be early. So it wasn't completely unexpected that yesterday we arrived at the B and B earlier than we had advised. But a whole week early, that was a little extreme. After lots of ringing on doorbells and ringing on telephones and getting no answers we realised our (my!) error and as we headed back to the tube down graffiti strewn streets we were grateful for mobile internet on iPads and the ability to make new plans at short notice.  Dinner opposite the pantheon and a wander through quiet Roman streets to a not so quiet Trevi Fountain did a little to help redeem myself in Lorraine's eyes....




And so to today's itinerary. A bus to south of the city then walk along part of the peaceful old Appian Way to the Roman walls. Unfortunately the visitor's centre was shut but the walls are still impressive.  Then another mile along the Appian Way (a few more cars this time) to the Catacombs.  It was then a walk and underground train to the non-Catholic cemetery to see the graves of Shelley and Keats (a beautifully peaceful place with the amazing backdrop of a pyramid tomb - outside the cemetery – that was built in 12BC). And finally another short underground ride to see the Circo Massimo before walking back to the hotel via an impressive church (St Peter in Chains) with an amazing marble carving of Moses by Michelangelo. 






Today's little adventure, as if learning Italian wasn't challenging enough. On returning back to the hotel/B and B/hostel Lorraine broke the key off in the lock to the massive wooden door that gave access from the street to the inner courtyard that served the building. The other residents of flats, owners of businesses and guests at the various hotels that all featured on the bells outside in the street would not be able to gain access if the door were to shut, which it did, automatically and most solidly.  An hour spent trying to find emergency numbers in our room and in the various drawers of the deserted reception and ringing any numbers we came across all achieved nothing, although we eventually found someone who seemed to be the administrator for the building and managed to leave the problem with him.  

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