I was up at 5am, and excited to be out and about in Rome, so while my family slept, I snuck out and went down to greet the dawn on the Tiber River. This was a day I have dreamt of for 35 years and I still can't believe we are actually here.
We ventured out, in search of breakfast at around 9am and headed for the Campo dè Fiori. We had breakfast at a little cafe on the piazza, and made a bee line to the Colosseum. Every 100 metres or so, I had my camera out. This city is a history nerds dream. I was gushing and didn't know where to turn. I'm sure my family wanted to kill me, as I dragged them on a 7.5 km, 5 hour tour of everything and anything vaguely historic throughout the city centre.
From there, we pushed on to Piazza Navona, where Bernini's Fountain of the Four Rivers lies at it's centre. We then went up to Ponte Sant'Angelo and looked upon Castel Sant'Angelo from the outside (We will go inside tomorrow). Then we finally headed home, but not without long views of St Peter's Basilica. We did stop for lunch, drinks and gelato, along the way.
We never made it to the Colosseum. The crowds were ridiculous by the time we got close, so we will go when it opens on Thursday morning.
And now, I must slumber, for tomorrow we take on the Vatican! There just simply isn't enough time to see all we would like to see. I think Michelle and I will have to come back, without the kids, to really soak in the glory of Rome. I really do feel at home here and am already planning to return.
Lo amo Roma