Transportation strikes in Italy are either a regular thing or we just get really lucky and visit when they are having them. Four years ago we almost got shut out of Florence and Pisa because there was a strike. Luckily, the cruise ship was able to get us on a tour, and there was no strike the day we needed the train to get to Rome. This time our flights were straight up cancelled. MJ was able to book us on an entirely different airline, just with a slightly later flight time.
We didn't make it there until close to midnight on Wednesday and spent Thanksgiving day touring the ancient city of Rome. The threat of rain loomed, but the weather actually cooperated with us pretty well while we were there. The bus stop that would take us into the city was right across the street, so we bought tickets from the news stand and waited. This particular bus stop had an electronic screen that kept you updated on when the bus was scheduled to arrive. The time kept getting pushed back, but eventually it showed up.
|Lifts that carry animals from underground to the stage above ground|
|When in Rome|
|More pizza because Italy|
The resort helped us out with bus numbers and maps, but I would have been lost without MJ. He is a master at navigating public transportation anywhere. The first day we took the bus home from an entirely different place than we were dropped off. We walked down this grassy tree filled median in the road, and I have know idea how he knew where we were going, but we kept walking and there was the bus stop. On the second day, we were near a taxi stand and started to take a cab, but he had a sudden burst of inspiration. We turned, boarded a train at the station, and when we got off the bus that would take us home was right outside. How does he do this when I have just barely figured out the very limited trolley system in San Diego? I have no idea what's happening or how. I follow him, and we always make it home.
Ristorante San Tarcisio. We purposefully dined outside of Rome so that we were sure to have an authentic Italian dining experience, and it was exactly that. It was so delicious. We had an appetizer, and I helped myself to the bread basket. I went for the lasagna and we shared a bottle of wine between us. I can honestly say it is officially the best lasagna I've ever had, and I was stuffed.
When I realized that we were within walking distance of the largest catacomb in Rome, I wanted to take a tour, so we spent our 3rd and last morning at the Catacombs of St. Callixtus. I have a thing for catacombs, and it was one of the things we did when we were in Naples four years ago. I just find the history and the mystery of it to be so fascinating. The place was a maze. I think it would be really interesting to be let loose in there and try to find our way out, but it was all guided. It was hallway after hallway of dark underground tombs, and we probably didn't even see half of it. We had to get up kind of early to fit it in, but it was worth it.
It took us about an hour to walk home from there. It was a little chilly, and a little muddy on parts of the road but it was a nice walk through Appia Antica which is the largest green space in Rome. We encountered many walkers and bikers along the way and made it back to our apartment just in time to be whisked away in the same black car and the same driver that brought us there.
Thanksgiving was different this year. We were away from home and family, but we had each other, and it was wonderful. Rome was so good to us! I'm so glad we got another chance to experience it together.