The face I’m making in this picture could be summed up like this:

OH MY GOSH I’M IN ROME AND THERE ARE A MILLION PEOPLE EVERYWHERE AND I WANT TO GO BACK TO TUSCANY BUT ACTUALLY IT’S REALLY BEAUTIFUL HERE BUT I’M EXPERIENCING SENSORY OVERLOAD SO…GELATO IS THE ANSWER FOR EVERYTHING!

I am not exaggerating when I say that my sister and I had gelato a MINIMUM of three times a day while in Rome.

And one day we had it four times.

Because it was a really hard day and we needed extra.

I know it sounds crazy to say it was a “really hard day” while on a trip to Italy, but this, my friends, is the reality of travel sometimes.

Sometimes (all the time?), the Instagrams don’t tell the whole story.

Travel is messy. Plans have to change constantly.

Rain pours down in buckets while you are walking to the Vatican.

Strollers run over your toes on your way into the Sistine Chapel.

Throngs of people press in with you to see Michaelangelo’s Pieta in St Peter’s Cathedral.

The pizza you grab on the way to your next tour is not the pizza you had dreamed of when you imagined yourself in Rome.

But, maybe the beauty of travel (and of life) is found in the surprising notion that the messy places is where the magic happens.

I was perhaps staring at this sarcophagus (with eleventy million other visitors) when I first began to feel that coming to Rome was not the best plan ever.

Fast forward four hours, a rainstorm, two bad meals, one thousand aggressive street vendors, an encounter with a crazy man that I can only tell you about if you buy me a strong drink and you have me on a bed crying:

I’m DONE with Rome.

Which was fine. Except for the fact that I still had four more days in the city. Crazy me. I had thought…if I’m going to Rome, I want time to explore!

So I began to spin.

Out loud to my sister, I started saying helpful things like:

Ugh, I should never have booked that tour through the Vatican. It made the day too stressful. And now we have a tour tomorrow too. It’s too much!

Why did I think I needed four nights and five days in Rome?

I already know I love smaller towns over big cities! What’s wrong with me? I am so stupid!

I never plan anything well.

Ok, well at least I’m staying right by the train station. After you leave, I can just take day trips to places outside of Rome for the rest of my trip. I don’t have to spend any more time in this crazy city.

Over the last year, Anna has been meeting with other people who spend their lives leading other people. (I’ve mentioned it before, but my sister is a superwoman business owner and she manages to run her restaurant, be a wife and mama, exercise and look gorgeous all at the same time.) One of the products of Anna’s time in this leadership group is that she manages stressful situations by stopping and asking lots of questions.

One of the questions Anna loves to ask is: Is that really true?

Is it really true that you don’t plan well?

Is it really true that we should have stayed in Tuscany?

Is it really true that you’re done with Rome?

Honestly, it can be kind of annoying.

But also helpful.

So instead of going to bed on our first night in Rome wishing we had never left the glorious sunshine and vineyards of Tuscany, we processed our disappointment with Anna’s guru-type questions and resolved to leave our flat again the next day with open hearts towards Rome.

The skies were blue the next morning as we walked to the meeting point for our tour.

The streets were almost empty compared to when we were walking them the day before, and I remembered how much I love to wander around a city in the morning, when everyone else is asleep.

We meandered along the Forum and wondered at places so ancient.

We walked by this wedding cake building fascinated by its “newness,” though it is older than most buildings in America. (We later learned that this is the building that modern-day Romans love to hate, The Vittoriano Complex.)

Around 9:30 we reached the Teatro di Marcello, which is where our tour would begin. We sat down and grabbed a coffee and pastries and sat in the sun while we waited to meet our guide.

Already day 2 in Rome was outshining day 1.

The tour we had booked is called Rome: Hidden Gems and Ancient Wonders with Walks of Italy. We were going off the beaten path to see lesser known sites in and around Rome. The max size of the tour was 15 people, and we were even going to do a bit of touring via bus.

Like I said, we started out in front of the Marcello Theater, a 3000 year old open air theater, which now houses three luxury apartments on the top floor.

We were right on the edge of the Jewish Ghetto, and we were not steps inside of it before our guide began to point out the now familiar solperstine.

Solperstine are stumbling stones placed in front of houses where Jewish people (and other victims of the Nazi regime) last lived. If you stumble upon them, you can stop and read a piece of the tragic story of someone’s life: their name, when they were born, when they were deported and what became of them.

Our guide, who was super lovely, told us the history of the Jewish Ghetto, where all Jews were made to live in Rome and how during WWII the German government told them if they came up with a huge amount of money (I think it was 50kg of gold), they would be allowed to remain in Rome.

The community paid the money.

And of course the Nazis did not keep their word. 2000 Jews were rounded up and deported (many to Auschwitz). Our guide pointed out a small placard on a building noting the date of the deportations.

Later I walked by what is perhaps the largest collection of solperstine I’ve ever seen together.

These days the Jewish Ghetto in Rome has been restored to be one of the most beautiful neighborhoods in the city.

And for perhaps the first time in Rome’s long history, Jewish Culture is celebrated. The Synogogue’s square top stands out among Rome’s many dome-topped cathedrals.

As we left the Jewish Ghetto, we headed for the Tiber River, which used to flood the ghetto before the embankments were built to hold the river in place. We walked across Rome’s oldest bridge to Tiber Island. (The Pons Fabricius or Ponte dei Quattro Capi)

62 BC y’all. That’s dang old.

After we crossed over Tiber Island, our fancy bus picked us up and whipped us out to an even older road.

The road that led to the city from the sea, the Appian Way. This road was built in 312 B.C. and you can walk it or bike it but you are NOT supposed to drive on it. I WISH you could have seen our guide taking the driver of a wayward vehicle to task for trying to drive across these ancient stones! She also pointed out the well worn ridge marks from chariots.

Many hecka old places along the Appian Way!

Our reward for walking along the Appian Way was a stop at this LOVELY cafe.

I believe it was while I was sitting in this outdoor cafe that I began to think that maybe I was not so done with Rome.

Yes please, espesso and canolli! All tours should build in such lovely stops.

While we drank our coffee, we took turns looking at this super fun book with layered pages where you can see what things in Rome look like today and how they used to look. We also had a chance to ask questions and hear a little bit more about Rome.

Refreshed from our stop, we were whisked away next to see the ancient viaducts.

These fun umbrella trees (imported from Africa, I believe) are all over Rome. I loved these trees. Also near the viaduct was a golf course and a running/walking trail.

It’s super amazing to me that if you live in Rome, you go walking or running or golfing along structures that are so old.

Ancient Romans were super clever y’all. Clean water coming into the city was key to the health and  success of the Romans. One of the ancient viaducts still dumps into the city at the Trevi Fountain. I had been to the fountain before but had not realized it was built to celebrate this long-running source of water.

After the viaduct tour, we rode our bus to a spot where we had a gorgeous view of the city.

This was the end of our tour of lesser known sites of Rome with Walks of Italy. Anna and I both said all day long how much we preferred it over touring the Vatican, but interestingly, I noticed during the rest of my time in Rome how things I had learned at the Vatican kept coming back to me.

For example, we learned that the exquisite tiled floors in the Vatican were actually ancient Roman floors that had been moved to the Vatican museum during the Renaissance. So later, I was in a coffee shop and I saw a floor similar to one I had stood on in the Vatican Museum and I realized I was standing on an Ancient Roman floor, even though it was just a simple coffee shop.

Floors like these lined the Forum at one time, but the popes took all the more valuable colored stones and marble from the Forum and re-used them in Vatican City to make it the rather grand place it is today.

So before I was through with Rome, I was grateful that I had toured the Vatican. I just didn’t enjoy it in the midst of it like I thought I would.

However, Anna and I both loved our second tour of Rome most of all, and BONUS: our guide gave us all some lunch recommendations near where our bus dropped us in the city.

Anna and I enjoyed maybe our best meal in Rome at the little tucked away restaurant she recommended, Il Bacaro.

After lunch, Rome had definitely heated up and grown super crowded again, but it was Anna’s last day, so we pushed through to the Trevi Fountain, the Pantheon and the Colosseum.

We saw all of these from the outside while shooing away street vendors. And in between walking to each of them, we made more stops for gelato.

For dinner we headed to the darling Memento Mori neighborhood and had pizza and again, gelato.

Both were divine. We loved the super original flavors at Fatamorgana.

This turned out to be probably my favorite gelato stop in Rome, and the only one I repeat visited.

The next morning it was time to say Goodbye to Anna. (Sad face.)

Since I was spending day 3 by myself, I researched quiet spots in Rome and made a map and a walking tour of places I could go and not be harassed by street vendors. I got a super early start since I walked with Anna to the train station before her flight. I had a quiet breakfast and coffee, before walking to Campo di Fiori, a sweet square full of market stalls.

I wandered around watching folks get set up for the day, looking at flowers, fruit, pasta and all kinds of other colorful displays.

From the Campo di Fiori, I went to Palazzo Spada, where I had several rooms full of art entirely to myself. Inside the Palazzo is also Borromini’s forced perspective gallery. The hall is built to appear much larger than it is. The statue at the back is actually only three feet tall. I read that artists love to come and draw the gallery, but on the morning I visited, I sat in front of it sketching all alone, delighted to discover that quiet spots in Rome do exist.

Next I headed back to the Tiber River we had crossed the day before and walked the long length of one side, crossed over a bridge and came back up the other side. Both sides are lined with great walking paths.

There is a piece of an older bridge in the water that is cut off from both sides, a monument to how even the most grand structures built by man eventually crumble and fall. You can not walk around Rome without being struck by how empires fall. Especially when you see pictures of what these places used to look like, you begin to see that much of Rome’s glory is in the past.

After the river, I walked over to Circus Maximus, another ancient site now used as a jogging track and a sometimes fairground.

Above Circus Maxiumus is a darling rose garden with benches scattered throughout and water fountains. A refreshing pause on my walking tour.

And above the rose garden is the Garden of Orange Trees. This was maybe my favorite of the quiet spots in Rome I found. Il Giardino degli Aranci  had wonderful views of the city and shady spots to sit and write. I spent a couple of hours here, sitting and writing in my journal.

I then wandered back down into the crowded parts of the city and all the way back to the flat. I stopped and bought some ingredients at a grocery store to make a salad, which I enjoyed while looking out my window and listening to the street noise below.

The next day I met up with a friend of mine from Tübingen who had been traveling around Italy. We also hit the streets of Rome early to stop at a couple of places she hadn’t seen.

First, the Pantheon. Which was completely empty at 8am. Yes please.

And then the Trevi Fountain, also empty in morning compared to the usual masses of folks trying to toss in their coins. The legend is that if you toss a coin over your shoulder into the Trevi Fountain, you are sure to return to Rome.

In the above photo, I am tossing in my coin not just because I want to come back to Rome but because I’m so delighted to be there without a crowd!

Then we went back to Campo di Fiori and sat and had coffee and breakfast for about two hours.

We had both been traveling and were happy to sit in the square, talking and watching people.

My friend had been on a tour of a vineyard with Walks of Italy where the vineyard owner plays music to all of his vines. He has speakers set up all over the vineyard and music is playing 24 hours a day. The day before she had been there, the Obamas had been to visit. So apparently, this is a very special vineyard! She convinced me to add it to a future trip for sure. So fascinating.

After our extended breakfast, we wandered around the square. The flower booth had some helpers at the flower cutting station.

We wandered a few more places around Rome including the National Museum where students were outside sketching the many statues. Because we had seen all we really wanted to see, we were happy to just keep stopping for coffees and meals. She had a recommendation for a restaurant where we had a late lunch of carbonara.

All in all our day was pretty relaxed and I finally felt as though I had my bearings around Rome.

I still got us lost several times, but I had a vague sense of which direction to head to get where we wanted to go.

The next morning we did a bit more wandering, visited two coffee shops (sitting outside for coffee is my favorite activity in any town) and headed off to catch our flight back to Tübingen. As we walked to the train station where I had been a bit despondent on my first night in the city, I felt super grateful that I had made friends with Rome. It wasn’t love at first sight, but over all I felt a fondness for the city that I had not expected. I think that Rome, like many cities, would probably be a much more delightful place to live than to visit. But of course the fact that I always find myself googling for the less-crowded places and parks makes me aware that I should probably keep walking in the countryside over taking up residence in the city.

A few details for if you go to Rome Italy:

My sister and I, and my friend, collectively took three tours with Walks of Italy, while staying in Rome. We so enjoyed our tour with Walks of Italy in Venice that I was eager to do some more, and they kindly comped our second tour (Hidden Gems and Ancient Wonders of Rome) – Thank you, Walks of Italy! Like I said, we also toured the Vatican with Walks of Italy, but we were limited in our choice of times because my sister only had two days in Rome, one of which was a Sunday and the Vatican is closed on Sunday. Were I to ever tour the Vatican again, I would absolutely do the early morning tour (Pristine Sistine) as opposed to the afternoon tour. And in general I find that morning tours are so much better than afternoon tours. The guides are fresh and sites are less crowded. But the Vatican Museums are impressive, and even though it was crowded, I am grateful to have seen it, especially the hall of maps. For a dreamy traveler like me, the bright blue and gold hall was my favorite part of the whole Vatican Museum.

While in Rome we stayed with the Beehive Hostel, in one of their off-site apartments. Were I booking again, I would try to book inside the hostel instead of in the apartment which is about 10-15 minutes away from the hostel. We found it to be fairly reasonably priced and enjoyed being so near the train station. They also let us leave our luggage there before/after check-in/check-out time.

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One Glorious Day in Rome!

(The Port of Citvitavecchia)

First stop in Rome, The Colosseum.

Pulling up to the Colosseum was one of those surreal moments you dream about when you are planning a trip to Europe.  We glimpsed it from our bus and then our guide let us off enough away that we could take in its full scope before getting closer and going in.

I had Mary Polly make a list of her top ten wishes for our Mediterranean cruise before we left Arkansas, and walking through the Colosseum was Number One on her list, so we were both super excited for the moment we would stand within its famous walls.

We stood on ancient stones and peered into ancient cisterns.

We pondered the moving of and building with giant squares of rock without modern equipment.

Then we climbed high and imagined the brutal scenes that had been played out below us centuries ago.

We were mostly dumbstruck as we wandered around the almost 2000 year old amphitheater, quietly pointing out places we found to one another.

At each window we could spot different angles of the surrounding monuments.

The Roman Forum

The Arch of Constantine

It was tempting to stop at every single window for a picture.  But we pressed on because as our infinitely knowledgeable guide reminded us frequently, we were on a tight schedule.

We walked a little more around the outside of the Colosseum and took in closer views of The Arch of Constantine before we were back on our bus.

Several sights we glimpsed only in passing.

This is the Archbasilica of St John.  It is the mother church of all the Roman basilicas, housing famous sculptures of the 12 apostles.

We saw many ancient Egyptian obelisks in various squares.

These monoliths were transported down the Nile and across the Mediterranean Sea during the Roman Empire.  The logistics of moving these obelisks such a far distance boggled my mind.

After many more spottings of famous buildings than I can even name we made our way to a lovely lunch spot.  Mary Polly and I sat with a precious couple from California who were on their honeymoon.  We enjoyed hearing about their day in Florence.  (Gasp! Was that just yesterday?)  And we drank lots of local wines, enjoyed pasta, bread and maybe the very best ever tiramisu I have ever had.  Ever. Along with a coffee of course.

Next we made our way down the most lovely series of streets to the sight I was maybe the most excited to see.

The Trevi Fountain!

There is a traditional legend that if you toss a coin into the Trevi Fountain, you will return to Rome one day.

I think almost every tour leaving our boat made a stop at this fountain, because of course, who doesn’t want to ensure another visit to the majestic city of Rome?

We certainly tossed our coins in along with the rest of the throng of tourists who had come to see the most famous fountain in the world. With mounting anxiety, I held Mary Polly tight while we pushed through this crowd to get up close to the fountain where we tossed our coins in.

There was a little more breathing room down close, so we sat for a minute and watched all the people.  We were guessing what countries people came from, and we watched a bride and her photographer try to negotiate the crowd to get bridal portraits.

We also spotted this sweet couple mid-embrace.  We decided they were Romans, ignoring the crowd and falling in love.  In their own little world, I thought they really embodied the magical feeling of being near the Trevi Fountain, even amidst the swarms of people.

Part of the facade was being restored while we were there.

For the final leg of our tour, we were headed to The Vatican City.  We passed a few more lovely places on our way, but by this time Mary Polly and I had taken in so much history of Rome that we were slowing in our absorption of details.

In fact, Mary Polly might have closed her eyes until we got to St Peter’s Basilica.

We got to walk down the street, approaching it from afar and marveling at its grandeur as we got closer and closer.  It’s impossible to feel how big it is from the pictures, but we were stunned.  So much so that I had trouble keeping up with our guide as he marched us around the line to enter through a side door.

We wound around columns and through barricades to get to the entrance and then,

Hallelujah!  We were inside the largest church in the world!

Our guide walked us through the Basilica telling us all about it and then set us free to explore on our own for a bit.

I had long desired to see this Pietà by Michelangelo.

Unfortunately, you cannot get very close to it and it is covered with bullet proof glass because a mentally disturbed man attacked the sculpture with a hammer in 1972.

Still, it is beautiful.  I love the way Mary is cradling Jesus in death as in birth.  I have been obsessed with Pietàs in art ever since I became a mother.  Mary’s sacrifice is not talked about much in the evangelical tradition of which I am a part, so the mystery of Mary, Mother of Jesus eludes me all the more.  Which is, I suppose, why I am drawn to her.

The dome of the Basilica, the largest in the world, designed by Michelangelo, was of course, amazing.

We built all day to this moment.  The one where we would stand under Michelangelo’s dome.

And it did not disappoint.

Bernini’s famous bronze baldacchino sits under Michelangelo’s dome and over the altar.

You can take as many pictures as you want inside of St Peter’s Basilica because all of the paintings are not really paintings at all, but mosaics.  They are enormous and you cannot believe they are made of tiny bits of colored glass or marble until you get right up close.

Our guide was particularly enamored with this meticulous art.  It takes years to perfect and most Vatican mosaic artists can only complete two or three of these masterpieces in a lifetime.  I found a fascinating article talking about the Vatican studio where people are continuing to learn this ancient art form.

Finally, it was time to leave St. Peter’s.  We had a few minutes to wave to the Swiss Guards who keep the Vatican City safe, in spite of their jester-like uniforms.  And another minute or two to buy a postcard, a rosary or any number of other small trinkets.

Then we waved Goodbye to Rome and hopped back on the bus.

It was a wonderfully exhausting day, and I think everyone on our bus fell asleep as we made our way back to the Carnival Breeze, where we sat on the deck and watched the sun set on our first ever day in Rome.

A Few Details for If You Go:

These are the boring kinds of details I was looking for before I went on this cruise, so I wanted to share them with you.  Please feel free to skip to the comments and tell me if you could only stop at once place in Rome, what would it be?

How can you possibly see Rome in a day?

You can’t.  That’s why there are 3000 euros tossed in the Trevi Fountain every day! You want to go back!

One night on the boat we ate dinner with a couple who had spent a week in Rome before flying to Barcelona to board the Carnival Breeze.  Then they stayed on the boat the day we ported in Rome.  I thought this was a wonderful idea for several reasons.  Firstly, Rome is the furthest place you drive to from the sea and at all the ports, you are so anxious to see everything that you don’t want to stay on the boat, but I am sure it would be lovely to enjoy a day on board while everyone else has left, especially in a must see stop such as Rome.

Alas, we did not have an extra week to spend in Rome, so we had to make the best of one day.

How do you choose your Rome excursion?

We chose our Rome tour based on the fact that the Colosseum was Number One on Mary Polly’s list of sights to see in Rome.  She had read and studied about the Colosseum and was very excited about seeing it.

Of the tour choices with Carnival, Rome At Its Best was the only one where you entered the Colosseum so our choice was pretty much made for us.

The highlights of this tour were the Colosseum, St Peters’ Basilica and the Trevi Fountain.  I was sad that we had to miss the Vatican Museum and the Sistine Chapel, but with only one day in Rome, you have to make some sacrifices.  If you want more than anything else to gaze at the Sistine Chapel, then you need to choose the St Peters and Vatican Museum Tour.

Our cruise director did a lecture on Rome excursions which I attended while I was figuring out our day in Rome, but I came to it with a list of what I really wanted to see.

In general, I found attending these lectures and reading Rick Steve’s Mediterranean Cruise Ports (which I carried with me) to be enormously helpful in planning our time in Europe.  This book and many others are available for browsing in the library of the Carnival Breeze, which is nice if you haven’t had much time ahead of your trip to plan your days on shore.

How do you move about with 50 people in Rome?  And how do you hear the guide?

I was curious about this, and like our day in Tuscany, was concerned that we would be waiting on other people all day. But we had a bus driver and two guides.  One guide walked in front and the other walked in the back and kept us moving.  The rear guide, David, was so super sweet, but very firm.

One time a lady in front of me stopped to look at a handbag for sale and he was all, No shopping ma’am! No time for shopping!

Her husband laughed and said, I’ve been trying to tell her that all my life!

At one point, Mary Polly and I had to find a restroom and he waited with us and then caught us up to the group because he was able to call the guide in front.

Our front guide, Marco, knew more about Rome than I can ever imagine knowing about anything.  Seriously, I know he does this for a living, but he was unbelievable.

We all wore these little radios with one earphone around our necks (Mary Polly is wearing hers in the Trevi Fountain picture above).  Marco would speak into his little microphone and you could hear him just like he was right next to you even if you were fifty feet back.  I loved this because he didn’t have to yell and you didn’t feel like you had to stay in such a tight pack with everyone.  As long as you could hear him, you knew you were in range of the group.  Plus if you fell too far behind, there would be David, smiling and reminding you to keep up.  Mary Polly felt free to just remove her earphone whenever she got tired of listening.

Also, Marco would give us time to roam on our own at each of the sights.  I noticed that when he did this, several people stayed with him and asked him more questions, which he was always glad to answer.

A word more about Rome

For every one person that visits Disneyworld, there are nine who visit Rome.  We were there at the end of September and it seemed mobbed to me.  However, every time we entered a major monument, Marco would look around and say, Good, not so crowded today!

And I would think, If this is not crowded, I certainly don’t want to see it when it is!

Also, even though it was September, it was quite warm.  Mary Polly and I both wore jeans and short sleeves and sweaters because your legs and shoulders have to be covered to enter the Vatican and the churches in Rome.  By late afternoon, we were quite hot , so it must be positively grueling in the summertime.  However, we did convince David to let us stop to grab some gelato.

Note to self: Return to Rome in January.

More info about Carnival excursions and about excursions in general can be found at the end of the Tuscany post.

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