|The Trevi Fountain|
The last time I was in Rome, my hotel was about two kilometers away from the Vatican, so I got up early every morning and ran to Piazza San Pietro. It was not such a beautiful run since most of it was through a run-down neighborhood, but once I arrived at the Vatican I was rewarded with the opulence of organized religion. And coffee.
|I put milk in this espresso doppio.|
In 2009, my father was generous to treat six people to a tour of Rome that lasted all day. It was an exorbitant indulgence that included at tour of the Catacombs. Grazie, Papa! The tour, sadly, did not go well for everyone. To read about it go HERE.
We have reservations for a Vatican tour. I've done this tour before, so I know how long one has to wait in line for the bathroom. Have I told you I hate crowds? I was on Piazza San Pietro for Easter 2000 when Pope John Paul II greeted the world in 179 thousand different languages. I was not the only one there. Have I told you I hate crowds? There is always a steady stream of blessing-seeking crowds at the Vatican. Holy hordes, Batman. I booked an a.m. tour, which is supposed to get me in and out before the seas of people begin to invade the Holy See. We'll see.
My mission this time is to find the Gluten-free Rome. Roma senza glutine as it were. A quick Googling has given me three pages of restaurants, so I think I'll be fine. Va béne, I say to myself. Tranquillo. After all, vino é sempre senza glutine. Giusto?
What is your experience with Rome? Were you there on Easter 2000? And if you were, how on earth did we miss each other?
Devo andare/devo essere matto!
ONE YEAR AGO AT I MUST BE OFF!
Christopher Allen writes fiction, creative non-fiction and of course this here blog. His work has appeared in numerous places both online and in print. Read more about him HERE.