We stayed in a Bed and Breakfast in Rome, behind this big beautiful door:
The best thing about where we stayed was this:
Right next door was this basement bakery, open 24 hours. So we'd get something on the way to the metro in the morning, and stop on the way home 16 hours later. Those were long days. Our bedroom window opened up into the courtyard of this building, and the smells from the bakery would fill our room while we were gone all day. I fell asleep to patries. Now cake smells like Rome.
There are springs all over Rome, so they have these drinking fountains everywhere. You just put your finger at the end of the spout, and it shoots up for you to get a drink. So cool.
Rome definitely had a different feel than Paris. Much more relaxed, and "grungy", if that's an appropriate word. Not dirty or rough, just more edgy. More grit. Just different.
After we dropped our stuff off, we headed to the
Coloseum.
The Coloseum was amazing. It was completed in 80 AD, which makes it 1,931 years old. It was called the Flavian Amphitheater but later got the "nickname" Coloseum from the gigantic statue Emperor Nero made of himself, named the Colossus (because it was HUGE). Nero had the statue moved from Palatine Hill in front of the Amphitheater during his reign.
The Colossus remained there for years, being remodeled into the Sun God Helios, and then with the heads of different Emperors. It was believed to be magic. Hence the 8th century prophecy, "As long as the Colossus stands, so shall Rome; when the Colossus falls, Rome shall fall; when Rome falls, so shall the world."
The statue was brought down during the medieval era to recycle the bronze it was made from. They also recycled all the marble from the Colosseum, leaving only the concrete brick skeleton
.The arena was covered with wood and canvas, and a layer of sand to soak up all the blood. In fact, the word "arena" derives from the Latin word for sand. The numbers our guide gave us for how many animals and people were killed here was astonishing. During the opening festival, which lasted 100 days, over 5000 wild animals were killed. And I don't know how many gladiators. It was sobering.
{I caught Seth, the paparazzi man, trying to sneak a picture of me acting natural}
Okay, here's my big Rome tip, for anyone who plans on visiting the city some time in their lifetime: Don't get the sandwiches from the carts. Those tomatoes were sliced in half and slid all the way to the front of the sandwich to join the tiny slivers of cheese and the one half sprig of lettuce. lame. Those Italian cart guys are sneaky smart. taking advantage of us poor, ignorant tourists. shame.
Walking the streets of Rome was amazing. You'd be passing an apartment building, and then this. Ancient ruins, molded into every crack of the city. Actually, a modern city molded into each crevice of these thousand year old ruins. The whole place was fascinating. There aren't many subway lines in Rome, because they keep running the tunnels into ancient artifacts and discoveries under the city. It truly is amazing.
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Spanish Steps. Seth took this picture; I love it.}
{metro home to my bakery smellin' bed}
