
The train station in Rome is not the relatively laid-back affair it is in Florence... :-)

When I got there I jumped on this tour bus for a tour of the city. You can get on and off all day for a flat price and it's narrated so I figured I'd make one loop to see where I wanted to go and then jump on and off on the second circuit.

That didn't work out QUITE as planned though. I shortly (OK, eventually...) figured out that I had no idea where we were and the recorded narration didn't match what I was seeing. About then I saw a street sign pointing off toward the Trevi fountain, so I bailed from the bus...



So, I told her all I really wanted to see was the Vatican and the Coliseum. Unfortunately I had just got back on the bus after those stops. So... another city tour is indicated. And a 20 minute bus driver break. And another 20 minute bus driver break. I really didn't care - I'm still riding around Rome so what the hell!
Finally she says "Two more stops is the Coliseum". Great... then her phone rings. There's a bunch of animated Italian talking and she tells me "We have a problem.... the road is closed so we can't go to the Coliseum now. We'll get there but we have to go around...", so we take off winding though these little streets in this huge bus. She gets out several times to direct - once stopping cross traffic and chasing some people off the sidewalk on an inside turn and another arguing unsuccessfully with a police woman that wouldn't let us turn the way she wanted. After about 30 minutes the phone rings and the road is open.... so they drop me off a few blocks from the Coliseum.
Which is incredible.



The Basilica of Constantine, I think.


City ruins.






There are a couple tricks to the train I now have all figured out, but one that threw me on this trip was that the train returning to Florence went to Milan. So it's listed on the board as Milan.... you would know it went through Florence if you were a regular... I went to the train office trying to to find what track I needed but the line was HUGE.. about 200 people with their luggage so I went and bought some water in a shop and showed my ticket to them. We didn't have enough common language for it to be perfectly clear to me, but they pointed to the right track and the first passenger I saw on the train confirmed we were headed to Firenze.
When I got back I was cold, wet and tired. I went to my hotel restaurant looking pretty ragged, I'm sure. The MaĆtre D' scurried over to me in his immaculate white suit and asked "Do you have a reservation?". He visibly relaxed when I said "No, is that a problem?" and told me that none of the 20 empty tables I saw behind him were available... I decided I'd rather sleep than eat anyway and went to bed!
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