We made our way to Fontana del Tritone (which was fairly anti-climatic, but only because we are exhausted and somewhat disappointed that there is nothing more to see—which means more walking. We keep talking about taking a taxi, but somehow never do). We grabbed a table at a little cafe and ordered some wine while we assessed whether to continue on with our itinerary or go back to the apartment to rest. Even though resting wins out and we begin our walk back, we find that we actually feel better, and when we come upon the Palazzo Barberini we decide to take a detour; we have had enough of churches for today. The museum is actuall
Sunday, September 23, 2007
My Italy Diary: Rome, Part 4
We made our way to Fontana del Tritone (which was fairly anti-climatic, but only because we are exhausted and somewhat disappointed that there is nothing more to see—which means more walking. We keep talking about taking a taxi, but somehow never do). We grabbed a table at a little cafe and ordered some wine while we assessed whether to continue on with our itinerary or go back to the apartment to rest. Even though resting wins out and we begin our walk back, we find that we actually feel better, and when we come upon the Palazzo Barberini we decide to take a detour; we have had enough of churches for today. The museum is actuall

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