Can’t believe we got to experience it! And believe me, there were loads of ‘experiences’ to be had! I wish I could describe how different Italian culture is from Germany. History spanning eons. Gorgeous sunshine. Bruschetta available anywhere. No time tables. (And this includes all public transporation.) If you happen to be sitting on a Mediterranean beach soaking up the sun, this would be fine. Not if you need a bus to complete your site seeing for the day. Ha! For this family, this trip was a lesson in flexiblity. And can’t we always use just a little more of that?
We, again, took a bike tour, and this time were gifted with an archeological doctoral student for a tour guide!! How can you beat that? He, and the city for that matter, seemed overwhelmed at the sheer amount of excavating that is required whenever something new is built. Building anything new here requires double the time and expense because just digging, anywhere, requires archeological help in case they happen upon a find, which, I’m told, is the norm.
It is said that the act of tossing a coin into the Trevi Fountain over your left shoulder ensures your return trip to Rome sometime in your lifetime. The fountain was a little richer after all 6 of us made our wishes.
The care and detail of architecture thousands of years old astounds me. But so did the quiet village streets, with open air cafes.
My favorite! I think I had Bruschetta every meal…….mmmmmm……
Italian gelato………the REAL reason we made the trip (sssshhhhhh….don’t tell anyone……)