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It was two hours on the hard sidewalk, being jostled from behind every few moments by Japanese and French tourists who seemed to have no concept of personal space. We'd find out that this long wait wasn't typical and aren't sure why it was, but it probably had something to do with the long holiday weekend, Labor Day in Italy. We had to endure ... who know when or if we'd ever have this chance again?
The Chapel was smaller, narrower than I'd imagined. The colors of Michelangelo's masterpieces were brilliant and beautiful after having recently been carefully cleaned of many centuries worth of grime. We were able to find a space on the periphery bench to just sit and stare, for over a half hour. How awe-inspiring was this? Michelangelo was such a master sculptor, that his figures in paint also looked to be three-dimensional, coming out from the ceiling toward us. He worked on the ceiling between 1508 and 1512, and then, years later, painted the Last Judgment on the side wall another seven years of work completed in 1541. How this was humanly possible ... The Last Judgment is mesmerizing.
Just inside was the Pietà Peter & I had both seen it in 1964, over 36 years earlier, at the World's Fair in New York. It's one of my most vivid memories of the Fair, and seeing it again was special. Unfortunately, it's behind a large glass pane for protection after some lunatic tried to attack it a while back. I don't have the vocabulary to describe the sumptuousness of St.Peter's interior I hope the pictures will convey something of the atmosphere.
But the exterior was
impressive enough ... It dates from 139 AD and was originally Emperor
Hadrian's mausoleum. Over the centuries it has been many things including
a prison and a residence for popes. There is an escape route hidden somewhere
from the Vatican Palace to the Castel for the pope to use in times of
trouble. [Castel
views] We walked along the Tiber and crossed it via Ponte Umberto, back into Rome proper. Then headed towards the Spanish Steps and Piazza Spagna, on Via Condotti, a narrow street full of ritzy shops.
No cabs to be found. We climbed the Steps, and headed through the Pincio Gardens. A beautiful park full of unique, interesting sculptures ... and we continued north, in the direction of the hotel. But the park abruptly ended as it bordered on a small cliff, overlooking a busy street. Reversing direction, we descended to the Piazza del Popolo.
Across the way was a trolley stop and a bus stop. Good, we can find a ride back to the hotel ... Armed with maps, an Italian dictionary, and some form of intelligence, we surmised that none of these modes of transport were going our way. On very tired legs and feet, and with no choice, we began the long walk. Well, I did want to see Rome, up close and personal. And luckily it was a nice area to be "stuck" in Villa Borghese park. So off we went on our mostly uphill trek back to the Parioli district and the hotel. We saw many beautiful areas; and Romans do their entry ways and borders in such spectacular fashion everything is an architectural wonder.
Here's to Rome, an incredible city; and to a return visit sometime soon. We barely scratched the surface in our two-and-a-half days, though not for lack of trying!
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