Let’s just completely overlook the fact that I haven’t posted since November. Like, we’re not even going to mention it. Deal?
What’s the first thing I should note about this final place? The history? The food? The throngs of people?
No. The first thing to note is the weather. Alabama summers have nothing on this place in August.
Final stop: Rome, Italy.
You know the drill (or maybe you don’t, since it’s been 3 months since I last blogged). In any case, I’ve listed my highlights and honorable mentions during the last stop of our European adventure.
To stand inside the Roman Colosseum is like transporting back in time. What went on inside that amphitheater was gruesome, yes, but also an important part of Roman history. To see just how advance they were during that time was incredible. I mean, think about it. The modern day structures we see today stand because they were fashioned after a model built over 2,000+ years ago. And that’s one thing that I loved about being overseas — to be able to see and touch things that have withstood the test of time.
Keep moving. No photos.
If you ever find yourself looking up to view the famous Michelangelo painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, be prepared to hear these words.
Keep moving. No photos.
Since our initial plan to backpack through 3 foreign countries fell through, our time spent overseas was shared with a group of fellow travelers. During the course of our trip, we spent time together breaking bread, crossing borders & almost getting hit by a group of cyclers (which is another blog post in itself). So when our last night came around, we all came together one last time for a farewell dinner at a local authentic Italian restaurant. Though we were only together for 10 days, there was no shortage of laughs had and memories made.
Oh, and I’m totally kidding about the backpacking. People be crazy.
While the fountain was under construction when we went (thanks, Dutch soccer fans!) they still had a small section open where we could throw our coins into the water. Looks like I’ll be returning to the Eternal City soon 🙂
St. Peter’s Basilica.
I’ll be honest with you. I am unable to speak on anything regarding St. Peter’s Basilica because I didn’t go in. Remember how I said Rome was hotter than the hottest Alabama summer? And remember how I said there were a lot of people?
Welp, that’s why I didn’t go inside St. Peter’s Basilica.
I did, however, take a photo in front of it. That’s gotta count for something, right?
The Spanish Steps.
This stop was more so for my sister, as she is the old movie buff. After we bought some gelato and made our way up those famous steps, she quickly posed and did her best impression of Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. What a cutie 🙂
And that, friends, concludes the #TravelLikeABoss series.
Unless you want me to blog about the 10 hour flight back to the States, and the Detroit airport. Which I totally can.
Just let me know.