The People of Rome

April 1,2013-

Here in Rome, not only is there Easter Sunday, but they also have Easter Monday. 

We woke up this morning and went down for our delicious breakfast and then came back to the room and took a nap. The time change was in full affect this morning.

Around 12 o'clock we began our journey to the Trevi Fountain. For some reason, the crowds were significantly larger today than they had been the days before.

There were so many people at the fountain that it so hard to get a picture without someone walking right in front of it. So frustrating and so rude. We took a few pictures, or tried to, and then I got overwhelmed and had to get out of there.

We walked up the street a little to the pantheon, but it was closed. However, there was a little crack in the doors so we waited in a short line to peak through and see inside. After peaking in the doors, it was a nice day, so we sat in the piazza in the sun and people watched.

After people watching for a few hours we walked back to the trevi fountain to see if the crowd had gone away, took some more pictures, and then took the back roads to the Colosseum. I liked taking the back roads to the Colosseum, it helped us really get a feel for how Rome really was, underneath all the tourism.

We took more pictures at the Colosseum and then sat around again and people watched some more, this time a different crowd.

By the time we were done people watching it was time to eat, we walked back towards the place we had ate at last night and found a pizza place to eat. I had my last bruschetta and a delicious pizza, which I carried on the plane the next day because I had leftovers.

Then we headed back to piazza Venezia to catch our bus home. We waited for about 45 minutes in the pouring rain for the bus, which took longer than usual today. Of course, it was just as crowded as the day before, but this time we were 10 times wiser. Everyone was shoulder to shoulder and again, the door wouldn't close.

Then, because we were leaving so early the next day to catch our flight we needed to check out and pay our hotel the night before. We went down to the desk, thinking we only had to pay 8 euro for the city tax because Amanda had already paid the rest online, and the receptionist told us we still owed 277 euro. Great, I didn't have that kind of money just laying around and Amanda had her wallet stolen so she didn't either. We were in a complete panic.

Luckily Amanda was able to get her moms credit card number to pay it and the receptionist could type it in the machine rather than having to have the card physically there, problem avoided. Finally, it was time to call it a night, our clocks were set for 3:30 a.m. to catch the bus to get to the bus station which would take us to the airport. 

Day 11: Trouble in Roma