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Day 9 - Florence
We were all excited upon landing at Rome’s Fiumicino airport! It was our first time to the Eternal City and we couldn’t wait to start our sightseeing!
We were supposed to be picked up by a driver arranged by the apartment agent, but where is he? He said in his mail that someone with a nameboard of our names will be waiting at the Arrival Area but we have already wandered extensively through all nameboard holders but it was clear that nobody came for us.
I dialled my mobile phone after asking a nearby Italian what is the country code for Italy:
- “Hello! Signor xxx, this is Mariadams, where is our pick-up?
- Oh, Signora, mi dispiace, let me find out what happened to the driver and I will call you back.”
Our excitement was dying down. We have been there waiting for like half an hour.
- “We are going to take a taxi now.
- Okay, then please let me talk to the driver so I can explain where he will drop you.”
Just that moment, an 85-year old man in a suit approached us asking if we needed a taxi. I handed him my phone so he could ask our agent which address to drop us.
With my ten words of Italian I could barely understand that the voice on the other line - the apartment agent - seems to have become irritated that the oldest taxi driver in Rome did not greet him “buon giorno” before started talking.
And after some rumble exchanges of pleasantries and “mi dispiaces”, he led us to the taxi area where one by one he placed our overweight baggages into the boot without cracking his back backwards each time he lifted a bag.
We were not actually unhelpful. We were just caught by surprise and realized that we underestimated his strength!
As to the apartment agent’s inefficiency, that’s typical Italian. But I still love this country. It is this wanton disregard to order and rules of law that kept their heritage and tradition as strong as could be, that which made their country one of the most visited destinations in the world.

This is the courtyard of the apartment we rented for 3 nights 4 days. It’s quite expensive and there’s not even an internet connection, it’s hot (well, it’s boiling hot in Rome in the summer) and there’s not even an electric fan. The air conditioning seems to have ran out of freon eons ago.
It’s several Metro stops to the Coliseum, but in consolation, only walking distance to the Vatican.

From our apartment, we just follow the main road and hof! we see the sight of the Vatican tower. But the actual entrance had to be negotiated by climbing through uneven bricked pavements, busy human and vehicle traffic notwithstanding the heat.

I have just violated my first rule on travelling.
That I will never join a tour group as I never wanted to appear like one of a herd of sheeps following a shepherd with an umbrella.
Well, the Vatican tour has to break that rule as it is so huge, so many museums and we did not have enough time and, and, and….

The smallest city in the world at 44 hectares and 800 inhabitants in this miniature model.

The spiral staircase at the entrance to the Vatican museum. This is probably the most photographed staircase in the word.

One of the ceilings at the main lobby where people queue up for tickets


The Belvedere Torso is a fragment of a nude male statue, signed prominently on the front of the base by an Athenian sculptor “Apollonios son of Nestor”, who is unmentioned in ancient literature. The statue is documented in Rome from the 1430s……
The contorted pose of the torso and musculature were highly influential on late Renaissance, Mannerist, and Baroque artists, including Michelangelo and Raphael….source: Wikipedia

One of the artworks at the Gallery of Tapestries


Photography inside the Sistine Chapel is not allowed but there are still the stubborn few who kept clicking their camera in secret.

A pontifical Swiss guard at the entrance to the Vatican

One of the imposing sculptures inside St Peter’s Basilica

The marble sculpture of the Pieta by Michelangelo is jus as renowned as the Monalisa painting of Leonardo da Vinci.
Did you notice the common factor there? They are both Italians.

A must-do before leaving the Vatican is to mail a postcard at the Poste Vaticane

And drink from one of their sculpted fountains!

These fountains are truly museum pieces!
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