cathedral is right down the street from our hotel. At night, the dome shines above the streets and the balcony is a very nice place to relax. Our first adventure on our own consisted of a trip to the square. It was sunday and there were not very many people out (the Pope was up in the mountains and saturday and sunday are days for the Italians to go to the beach). We went underneath and walked through the halls surrounding the burial grounds of past popes. The most recent pope to pass away rest underneath waiting to be preserved and placed in the Basillica. For dinner, we met with our group and the guide took us through the Roman streets. Vanda, a British woman, is our guide for the two weeks and is very keen and humorous. Our group went to an Italian restaraunt reserved just for the thirty of us. We enjoyed a five course meal and being serenaded by an Italian woman and an accordian player. Dallas enjoyed singing along with "thats amore" and "oh ma ma." The bathroom in the hotel consists of a shower with no tub (water goes everywhere and slowly finds its way into one drain in the middle of all the tile). Dallas, being his curious self, thought "Hey look, this string by the toilet is for air freshener. How cool is that!" However, after pulling on it four time, we soon found out the chord was for the front desk and they called saying there was an alarm in case of an emergency in the bathroom. Lets just say, even if there was an emergency in the bathroom, I would not have wanted any help from the man who came to the rescue. Ashlee, of course was in awe of my act of genius. Pictures will be uploaded later, but our first day came to an end full of excitement and exhaustion with what Rome had to offer us.
August 4, 2008
Our Arrival in Rome
Here we sit at an internet cafe just down the street from our hotel and St. Peters square. The flight from Chicago was long and miserable. We literally flew through the night as we sat through time zones and raced towards the sunrise. We were flying at 600 mph at 33,000 feet. The temperature right outside our window was -50. We arrived in Italy overlooking the farm land surrounding the airport. The Rome airport was hot (apparently air conditioning is not a common thing). As we drove to the hotel, we were quick to notice how crazy the drivers are. There was graffiti and trash everywhere. St. Peters
cathedral is right down the street from our hotel. At night, the dome shines above the streets and the balcony is a very nice place to relax. Our first adventure on our own consisted of a trip to the square. It was sunday and there were not very many people out (the Pope was up in the mountains and saturday and sunday are days for the Italians to go to the beach). We went underneath and walked through the halls surrounding the burial grounds of past popes. The most recent pope to pass away rest underneath waiting to be preserved and placed in the Basillica. For dinner, we met with our group and the guide took us through the Roman streets. Vanda, a British woman, is our guide for the two weeks and is very keen and humorous. Our group went to an Italian restaraunt reserved just for the thirty of us. We enjoyed a five course meal and being serenaded by an Italian woman and an accordian player. Dallas enjoyed singing along with "thats amore" and "oh ma ma." The bathroom in the hotel consists of a shower with no tub (water goes everywhere and slowly finds its way into one drain in the middle of all the tile). Dallas, being his curious self, thought "Hey look, this string by the toilet is for air freshener. How cool is that!" However, after pulling on it four time, we soon found out the chord was for the front desk and they called saying there was an alarm in case of an emergency in the bathroom. Lets just say, even if there was an emergency in the bathroom, I would not have wanted any help from the man who came to the rescue. Ashlee, of course was in awe of my act of genius. Pictures will be uploaded later, but our first day came to an end full of excitement and exhaustion with what Rome had to offer us.
cathedral is right down the street from our hotel. At night, the dome shines above the streets and the balcony is a very nice place to relax. Our first adventure on our own consisted of a trip to the square. It was sunday and there were not very many people out (the Pope was up in the mountains and saturday and sunday are days for the Italians to go to the beach). We went underneath and walked through the halls surrounding the burial grounds of past popes. The most recent pope to pass away rest underneath waiting to be preserved and placed in the Basillica. For dinner, we met with our group and the guide took us through the Roman streets. Vanda, a British woman, is our guide for the two weeks and is very keen and humorous. Our group went to an Italian restaraunt reserved just for the thirty of us. We enjoyed a five course meal and being serenaded by an Italian woman and an accordian player. Dallas enjoyed singing along with "thats amore" and "oh ma ma." The bathroom in the hotel consists of a shower with no tub (water goes everywhere and slowly finds its way into one drain in the middle of all the tile). Dallas, being his curious self, thought "Hey look, this string by the toilet is for air freshener. How cool is that!" However, after pulling on it four time, we soon found out the chord was for the front desk and they called saying there was an alarm in case of an emergency in the bathroom. Lets just say, even if there was an emergency in the bathroom, I would not have wanted any help from the man who came to the rescue. Ashlee, of course was in awe of my act of genius. Pictures will be uploaded later, but our first day came to an end full of excitement and exhaustion with what Rome had to offer us.
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The last pope is still laying out waiting to be preserved???
ReplyDeleteOoooogggghhhhhh.
Keep the blog coming. Sounds like fun.