2.2.17
Rome. Everyone says it wasn’t built in a day, and when you go there, duh, no kidding. Every main attraction is huge and overwhelming and I cannot believe how old it is. I’d be lying if I said Phil and I weren’t tired ALL THE TIME. Jetlag is real ya’ll and I had a great time but I could’ve slept at all times, any time you would’ve asked me to. In between all our walking adventures and eating, we took a healthy amount of lay downs to get our life back together and rally. I am so happy we went to Rome, but I was definitely fighting fatigue the whole trip. What didn’t help was our 8am Vatican Museum/Sistine Chapel Tour. But if we could do it all again, I wouldn’t change it. Getting the tour done in the morning and then having the whole day to ourselves in Rome was the way to go. And were actually able to see basically everything.
The first night in Rome we had the whole evening to explore after a three-hour train ride. We walked to the Colosseum, explored the area and then made our way to Trevi Fountain. The nice thing is as New Yorkers, walking around this city feels like everyday. I’m used to walking everywhere, so Rome is the perfect city, all the major landmarks are very much within walking distance. And everything is so incredible to look on the way to the next destination the journey feels like no work at all. I think we had reservations about spending less than 3 whole days somewhere, was it worth it, can we see all the things in time, bla bla bla. But guess, what, TOTALLY RIGHT CHOICE. There’s so many things to see in Rome and we did almost all of it and after seeing only those two things the first evening we were even more excited for the next day.
Our Vatican Tour was the other tourist activity we decided to pay for. This was 100% worth it. Our tour guide was astoundingly informative about the paintings, frescos, tapestries, and ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. I mean going through the halls of the Vatican Museums it’s clear that being a tour guide is not like some summer intern job. You have to KNOW what you’re talking about, details about art, history, Italy, even other countries at the time and how their art was different than Italy’s. While I fought the urge to want to go back to sleep, I actually couldn’t stop paying attention to everything our guide had to say. Our group was small, and since it was off peak time we were able to get up close to everything, the busts, the statues, I took pictures of everything I could.
Also, Italian time is a real thing. No one is in a rush, and things are done on their time. It’s a little frustrating, but mostly a relief. Especially since we were basically late for our early morning tour, only to find it hadn’t even begun or been organized yet. And if someone is talking to a fellow co worker or texting, they’ll acknowledge you when they’re done and good and ready. Luckily our tour started a good 30 minutes after the time we signed up for and that’s just the way it is. You’re not rushed out of restaurants, you have to ask for the check, by the end of the trip I was 100% on board with this way of life.
We were taken all over the museums, including the Raphael rooms. I felt a little uneducated not realizing that the fresco of the School of Athens was at the Vatican. Yikes, well I’m not a an art history major so don’t hate. It was a great thing to see.
Unfortunately, no cameras allowed in the Sistine Chapel, so just trust me when I say it was absolutely unbelievable. Following the theme of knowing almost nothing about the details of famous works of art, I’ve never really looked closely at pictures of the Sistine Chapel ceiling, and had no idea it told the story of Moses, and showed the creation of Adam and Eve and their banishment for the Garden of Eden, the whole story is on the ceiling!! I mean not surprising, it’s a really long ceiling. Afterward, we set out to see all the other things. And of course, eat!
This sums up my typical meal while in Italy, espresso, a glass of wine, and fresh pasta. This one was stuffed with fresh burrata cheese. It was heaven in a bite. And the most amazing thing was I never felt too full after a meal. It was always the perfect amount of food. No Thanksgiving move the belt notch type of feeling, just delicious satisfaction.
Of course we had to get gelato. It was perfection. It seems like standard protocol no matter what size you order you get two flavors of gelato. So I got hazelnut and…..fig! Holy shit, fig was so good. It was subtle but rich, and somehow complemented the hazelnut. I could’ve eaten it all night long.