On the day we arrived in Rome, we stopped into a little tabbachi shop and purchased two month-long passes for the Metro/bus system. On Saturday, July 20th, we used them for the first time. Why, you ask, did we spend 35 euro on each pass, and not use them for 18 days?? We quickly found out two things about where we’re staying– it’s not close to any metro stop (it takes us approximately 25 minutes to walk to the Otaviano stop) and the buses just don’t make frequent and/or predictable stops on our street. Also, because of our location, it’s actually more efficient just to walk, as opposed to waiting for those buses that never come.
Thus, we have walked and walked and walked all over this lovely city, and it’s been great for us, both physically as well as helping us become better acquainted with our temporary home. But this past weekend, we had plans to spend the afternoon and evening on the other side of the city, so we could visit some of our favorite basilicas and a few sights there. We waited for Principesa Lucia to take two great, solid naps, and then we set off into the sun-baked streets towards the metro. Lucy did great for the 30 minute walk to the station, even with all the bumping and bouncing in her stroller over the cobblestones. She wanted to come out in the metro, so she entertained the passengers on our way to Piazza Spagna, where the lovely Spanish Steps reside. We had to get a shot of Lucy wetting her feet in the famous Boat Fountain by Bernini. Fortunately, the photo doesn’t show her face, as she yelped in surprise at how chilly the water was. 🙂
We took a leisurely pit stop in a cafe to imbibe espresso freddo and feed Lucy, and then set off to the metro and headed toward Piazza Barberini and the Bone Church. The former was blocked off due to construction, bleh, but the latter was open and extremely interesting. The crypt of this Capuchin church has been wallpapered in human bones. ‘Nuff said. Sadly, photos were forbidden, so here are standard internet photos:
So, after the not-s0-subtle reminder of what we will one day become, we metro-ed to San Maria Maggiore and walked around it a bit while the Vigil Mass was being celebrated. Our next goal was to walk to St. John Lateran, but upon arriving there, we were sad to discover that it closes at 6:30 PM, not 7. 😦 If we’re out in that direction again, we’ll try to make it inside! At that point, Miss Lucy was hungry again, so we found an open church, which just happened to be a Filipino church dedicated to Saint Anthony, one of my patrons. He always seems to pull through for me in chaotic moments, and this was no exception. Lucy was saved from gnawing my arm off (not after she left quite a mark on it though!) and we sat in the lovely church while she ate. It was a beautiful church with huge, lofted ceilings and a second level, which isn’t often seen in older churches.
We successfully caught a bus that took us past the Colloseo and the Forum and then had an al fresco dinner not far from home.