Friday 9th of April - Day #26
All awoke, with some encouragement, at half past six. Our experience yesterday
taught us that it is best to get to The Vatican as early as possible in order
to avoid the worst of the wait to get in.
Again we caught the metro to Ottaviano station. This in itself was an interesting
exercise. The station near the hotel is the main, central station for Rome. When
we got there to get the train to Ottaviano, the platform was solid people, from
the wall to the edge of the platform. The trains were pulling in every 2 minutes
and each time the people would shuffle forward as some got on. It took 3 trains
before Emma and I were able to shuffle on board, but Donna, Shauna and Carly were
left standing on the platform. The train was as full of people as it could possibly
get so it was a cosy trip for the 5 or 6 stops to Ottaviano. After getting off, we
waited on the platform for the others who arrived on the next train.
We walked quickly to the entrance to The Vatican, only to find that there was
already quite a line of people. Still, it only took 20 minutes or so for us to
be inside, where we found that the organization was quite amazing. The Sistine
Chapel is the big draw card that most people are coming to see, but they have
arranged it so that everybody follows a set route through many galleries and past
many impressive art pieces before finally arriving there. I was surprised to find
that throughout the whole tour, cameras could be used but without flash. That was
banned. They were for the whole tour except for The Sistine Chapel itself, where
photography is banned completely.
The museums and galleries are incredible! I urge anyone who has the opportunity
to visit The Vatican to do so, even if only to see the artwork. I don't have
enough words in my vocabulary to describe it, but I will throw some in. Sort
them in any order you want because any combination is only a subset of what is
needed. Here goes : STUPENDOUS, BEAUTIFUL, MAGNIFICENT, AWE-INSPIRING, RICH,
AMAZING, BREATH TAKING, WONDERFUL, BIG, BOLD, UP FRONT as well as gaudy, shiny,
sparkling, brassy, gold. I was able to take some good photographs which, with
the help of the panoramic camera, are quite incredible.
After wandering through the many galleries, we finally came to The Sistine
Chapel. This was quite dim compared to the rest of the exhibits, no doubt
because they are doing whatever they can to help preserve it. There were many
people in there, constantly being told to 'shhhh' by the guards, gazing up at
the ceiling. It really is extraordinary to think that all of that was done by
one man, lying on his back.
Emma and I had become separated from Donna and the others, so we were in the
chapel for over half an hour until Donna and the others found us, giving us a
good opportunity to view this spectacular piece of history.
After this, we walked around The Vatican to the open end (??) and Piazza San
Pietro. There is a little bit of a funny story associated with this. Donna had
been saying for a couple of days that one of the things she wanted to see was
San Pietro's Basilica. I was just agreeing, because in fact I had no idea what
she was talking about. As we were walking towards it, I commented that another
thing I wanted to see before leaving Rome was that Saint Peter's church. Ha ha
(get it?) Stupid me had no idea that San Pietro's Basilica was Saint Peter's
Basilica. Oh well.
The piazza is enormous. This is where The Pope gives his public addresses and
masses etc, and it is absolutely enormous. It is also living history because
all around are many many columns (obviously ancient) topped with something
like 124 statues of various gods, emperors and other famous people. At the
opposite end of the piazza is the church itself, not so impressive from the
outside.
However, when you walk through the front doors, all of that changes. I have
never in my life experienced such grandeur, beauty, opulence and such down
right 'in-ya-face' presence. I'm sure my mouth was gaping widely the whole
time we were in there.
From The Vatican, we walked back towards the ruins, stopping in a bar for a
lunch of sandwiches, hotdogs and the strongest espresso yet. I was by now
making a habit of having espresso coffee to see how it compares with the
Arabic coffee.
While having lunch we witnessed a traffic accident. A girl on a scooter was
passing by a parked car when the fellow in the car opened the door and she
hit the tarmac. People came from everywhere, including the police. The
fellow in the car was obviously assumed from the very beginning to be in
the wrong and the girl, who had hurt herself a little, was consoled by
everybody and then whisked off to hospital while other people took care
of her bike.
When we finally got to the ruins, we walked around for a while and saw
that they are doing a lot of work to improve and preserve them. The ruins
are really wonderful. Carly declared that she is going to be an archeologist
when she grows up. That'll last for approximately a week.
From The Colloseum, we caught the metro back to Terminii, which is the main
station, and made inquiries about the train trip to Pompeii. We were told
that a good way to get there is to catch the train to Naples, then get a
local train from Naples to Pompeii.
We again went to the pasta restaurant for tea. Another big day was almost over.
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