Roman Holiday
Trip Start
Jul 04, 2010
1
8
30
Trip End
Jan 28, 2011
We arrived into Rome around 2pm and jumped straight into the pool. By 3:30 we were off into the city to do a quick coach tour followed by a small walking tour by steve. Despite the 42° which kept climbing, I had goosebumps upon seeing the Colosseum. It was incredibly moving. The sheer magnitude of the structure blew my mind. It had over 80 archway entrances and was traditionally completely covered in marble. I can’t even fathom a structure like that being completely covered in marble, nor how much such a thing would cost today. We visited Trevi Fountain and I threw 3 coins into the fountain. One for luck, one to return to Italy and one for love/marry and italian. Everything is beautiful and ancient but I have noticed the enormous amount of graffiti in these Italian cities. Florence, Pisa, Roma all have graffiti everywhere and the streets are dirty, but I guess that comes with age.We then walked on to the Pantheon. It was exquisite. The second oldest intact structure in the world. I guess one of the great achievements of Christianity is the preservation of artefacts from Antiquity, starts to make up for all the evil that has come from it as well.Most of the remaining structures in Rome only exist today because they were turned into Churches.WE all had dinner at Piazza Navona. We meaning half the groups ate at a restaurant with a 11 EURO deal of one drink, bruschetta, pizza or pasta. It was quite brilliant. I liked the pizza better in Florence but the pasta better in Rome.The evening passed fairly smoothly. I started feeling sick by the time we returned to camp. I hopped on the internet with the plan of going to the bar afterwards to celebrate Cameron’s birthday at midnight. However within 20 minutes my throat was killing me and my voice gone. Rome was over for me :(The bus ride the next morning was death. Lots of stories of the night before and Cameron’s 6 shot dirty pint + the girl he bought back to his tent. There are some disturbing stories. The bus ride to Venice was extremely quiet as everyone was slightly hungover or sick, like me.
