We last left off when we were in Paris.
We flew to Rome from Paris (using EasyJet. Will NEVER use them again. It's the worst airline EVER!! I'm all for a deal but the service was disgusting.) and arrived around suppertime. We jumped in a cab....and through a mixture of English, Spanish, and French somehow got the message across to the taxi driver about where we had to go. And we also had a conversation about numbers in Italian. It was pretty confusing.... but we got there.
We arrived at this hotel (picture taken in daylight).
And I sampled a roma tomato from the bruschetta. Amazing. How can a simple tomato taste so wonderful? It's really a mistery. OH....and to top it off? Prosecco. Bubbly...light...fruity...mmmmmmmm..After all this wonderful, amazing, orgasmic food and drink, I was tired. Ready to head to the hotel to my lovely (ick) bed....
He immediately warned us to leave our passports in the room (that didn't have a safe) at all times because its too dangerous and we were highly at risk of being pick pocketed…Hm. Comforting.
Old-man-Bed&Breakfast wasn't exactly the most happiest of hoteliers either... he was kind of cranky. It wasn't the nicest place I've ever stayed (nor was it the worst...)
After checking in (and leaving our passports) we were starving. We had no clue where we were, it was dark, so we just walked towards the first restaurant we saw....Where I had....AN EXPERIENCE. Okay. Here goes. This pizza....I don't want to get too graphic here, but if it was possible to make out with a pizza...I would have. I wanted to be alone with it. I wanted to marry it. I wanted it to father my children. Am I doing a good enough discription of how amazing this pizza was? It was....well...I'd like to say amazing, but the defintion of amazing doesn't even do it justice. It was....LIFE CHANGING. (I sometimes cry myself to sleep at night when I think about it. I miss it so much.)
Juuussttttt one more glass.... We were up early the next morning for a tour of ancient rome. I don't want to bore you with facts, facts, and more facts (and I can't remember like HALF of what I learned. Thanks Prosecco), but I'll include a few here and there.
First up, the Colosseum (that is a really hard word to spell for me and I had to look it up...). The Colosseum was used to host gladiatorial shows and a bunch of other events. The shows were put on my private individuals, rather than the state. They had a strong religious element but were also demonstrations of power and family prestige, and were mega popular with everyone. Other events were animal hunts! A stage would be set up to resemble Africa or the Middle East and there would be a bunch of animals to kill: rhinoceros, hippopotamuses, elephants, giraffes, aurochs, wisents, barbary lions, panthers, leopards, bears, caspian tigers, crocodiles and ostriches. Kind of makes me wonder how they got there? It's not exactly like their had cargo frieghters back in the day....
One Roman Emperor (Trajan) is said to have celebrated his victories in Dacia in 107 with contests involving 11,000 animals and 10,000 gladiators over the course of 123 days. Party! The seating was assigned by class. Servants had to sit way, way, way up in the nosebleeds....along with....GET THIS....all of the women. Even the most prestigious woman was not able to sit with her husband. She had to sit with one of the local slaves. Rumour has it that this created a few love triangles.... And this? Looks like a cross right? Nope. It was actually a mark left by a lead pipe, used for water. Another use for lead? Making lead barrels that contained wine.
So let's just think about this for a minute....they drink their water out of lead pipes....and then drink their wine from lead barrels??
It was said that at this point in time, the Romans made some pretty weird decisions and started acting a little crazy. CAUSE THAT'S WHAT LEAD POISONING DOES TO YOU!!
One examples of the lead poisonning is below. Most writing in the colosseum is very straight and perfect. But I guesss it's hard to keep your writing perfect when you're suffering from lead poisoning and a little crazy....
It's actually a Bed & Breakfast and is taken care of a 113 year old man (I think, at least).